Dead Dead Dead Dead. 

Milk reacts with dish soap! I saw it on the youtubes. I'm kind of mad that we never did this in my little kid classes.

Ate Cake twice yesterday. I was officially b-a-k-e-d. goner.

There are shit tons of little thread made bracelets around my house. Just learned how to make them and now they're just everywhere. Haha. I dreamt that I could play bass so well that the girl who owned the damn instrument was even jealous. Shit yeah. Oh, and also the man has made a diarama. It looks fantastic. It's got trees and grass and hills and rocks and my goodness I want to live there. How many ands was that? 

I have read an entire book of Ripley's Believe It or Not! My head is now filled to the brim with useless knowledge. Mission is a success. Haven't listened to my music in a while since everyone I know isn't into it. So here I am. Blasting my music finally. I am free at last. I would like to say that Rotters is an AMAZING book and that anyone who's into gory things and not afraid of death should read it. It's about grave robbers and it has so many interesting parts I just can't put it down. Agh! It's calling my name again.

I still wonder if you're out there. Enjoying your life. Real as the skin around my bones. 

Today I don't know what's going to happen. I just hope it's well enough to say it wasn't bad. Already I miss him. :( sigh. I awoke to hugging a pillow. I feel like I'm 3 when I do that BUT IT FEELS SO DAMN AWESOME.