I love you. Let's take a break for a little while. Interesting sentence structure. You know, boys are just as indecisive as girls are. He called this morning and asked if I still wanted to come over. The smart side of me wanted to say No, I'm not and I won't until you get your head on straight. But of course, the stupid, retarded side of me says Yeah, Ill go. He tried to get into the conversation of how he wants to 'go through this' (whatever he's going through) with me but the "ONLY REASON" he "decided to take a break" was because I told Josh that he's been super snappy and I feel like I have to watch what I say around him because lately he can't even take a joke. So I told him that we wouldn't talk about it over the phone, I want to talk about it in person and I refused to talk about it on the phone or else it would totally bum me out. We'll see what happens. We woke up at like 7:30 today. There was a sonic boom last night, supposedly. I mean it was like 3:30 in the morning and I was kind of asleep but not, and all of a sudden there's a huge BANG! and the TV rocks like an inch out of the frame of the hutch thing. I guess it was the shuttle coming back into the atmosphere. I fell back to sleep around 10:00 or so, almost near the end of Rocky Horror Picture Show. I just woke up at like 12:30. Hoo-raw. &&howwrongweweretothinkthatimmortalitymeantneverdying