This weekend has been pretty good indeed. My friend Chelsea has been staying with us (hence the reason for my leavingness), and we've had a pretty good time. Watched the village with her mike and kyle....it was an OK movie. Ill have to watch it again and re-digest the entire thing, and I suppose it'll grow on me. The dialect was awesome though. The night before Michael came over I had a dream I cheated on him with my ex. Talk about MIXED feelings there, eh? I havent even seen my ex for almost a year now. Kinda freaky. Kyle and Chelsea hit it off at the beginning of the rendevou. Literally, hit it off. They collided, one with a busted lip, and the other with a lopsided hip. Thank-god I'm a slow runner and didnt catch up with them. We played hide and seek like little childrens whislt the men were here. We played in pairs because we were playing in the unhaunted part of my house that scares the pants off of every soul within an 8-miles radius. Michael and I hide in the unhuanted upstairs part and the little chickens were almost too afraid to coem up and find us. I wasnt scared for once though, go Kayla. I did fear later that evening however when we shut the door to the unhaunted part of our house, and it re-shut itself five minutes later. No vacuum effect there either, chills. GO PATRIOTS. I have a dollar on the Patriots so those men in tights better kick arse. Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman