noone seems worth talking to anymore. i cant sleep!! damn this Zoloft. it keeps me awake. i hate this diary. it blows. tomarrows garbage day. i should take the trash out. im just going to eat somemore candy and do some work around the house or something. its only 3 tho. ive got a couple more hours till sunup. i need to brush my teeth. theyre feelin a little scuzzy. i already brushed them twice today. oh well, three times wont hurt. i should start wearing my retainer again. Carena got braces. yay for her. i found Mimi's phone number. yay for me. i dont like myself much. these anti-depressants suck. i wish they worked faster. finally saw the Cowboy Bebop movie. it wasnt all that bad if do say so myself. maybe could have been a little better, but it was good none-the-less. they save Mars. HOORAY for Cowboy Bebop! next year at school is going to be weird. they got all these new dress-codes and shit. lots of people arnt going to be there, lots of new people are going to be there. i wish my sound card worked. its pissing me off. i need a good pipe and a nice fat sack. the animals have fleas. Ryder is getting old. its so sad. he couldnt even get up this afternoon. poor baby. i have to shave Monkey today. shes shedding somethin fierce. i think im going to change my layout. dunno when, but sometime this month.....maybe. mmm...marshemallows. sooo goood. alright, thats enough. "Jamacian fun of me?" -Alex