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Nate, Nikki, Alice, Justin, and Jeremy are at Warped Tour.
I'm here.
All alone.
By myself.
At home.

So anyways... I fell asleep in the computer room on the futon.
And I had a dream.
Mr. Mauser was putting on a ferrett trick show.
And he was making his ferrett (Sammy) do flips and roll over.
And my nieces and nephews and their dad were there.
And we were all in a circle.
Holding hands.
Singing kumbaya. Koom-bye-ah.
Right.
So then I woke up to my mom saying how her shirt was wrinkled.
I jumped right up.
And I said "So iron them."
And she laughed and walked out.
So I got up and went to my bedroom.
(Impulse; if I ever fall asleep in the livingroom,
my dad yells at 5 in the morning
"GO TO BED!" as if I'm still awake or something...
so I have to stumble down the hall to my room.)
And fell asleep for six more hours.
I woke up.
WOW I GOT MY PERIOD, HOW CUTE.
So I took a shower.
Called Chelsea; talked to her for an hour or so.
Asked if she could come camping with me.
She can't.
FUCK.

So now I'm going to clean the kitchen.
Because it's messy from movie-night.
Yes, our family, however disfunctional it is, has a movie-night.
We watched all three Harry Potter movies.
We're cool like that.
And messy.
So I'm going to clean it.
Pick flowers.
Make it look nice.
And maybe even make DINNER!
WOW!!!!

Maybe not.
They kind of don't deserve it, ya know?
Seeing how they're assholes and everything?
Whatever.
At least It'll satisfy me.
And make them leave me alone for a few days.

The new MADE is this hardcore chick.
Wants to be prom queen.
How cute is that?
Except they say at the end of the commercial
"From punk teen to prom queen"
Lame.

I was about to type something.
But then I felt like there was a camera behind me.
Or like someone could see what I was typing.
When clearly there isn't.

Me = PARANOID.