HAHAHAHAHA This is for my man Cameron. This is most definately worth its own entry. I don't care what you say. Stfu. I want to send it into Readers Digest or something. There's a two year old boy here named Cameron. I was just sitting here, on the computer, and Cameron came up to me and asked where Matt was. Matt's his father. He doesn't call him dad. He calls him Matt. So, I told him where Matt was, and he walked over to him and said "Matt. Matt!" Matt didn't answer, and Cameron walked away, and I swear to God, mumbled under his breath, "Jesusss CHRISTTT!" Then, he came back, tried to get his attention again, and yelled "Jesus Christ, Matt! Matt!" Matt still isn't listening. I freakin love that kid. Oh, and in other, uninteresting news, I got my hair cut, went to Frank's, taught Cliffy how to skateboard, scraped my elbow, and had rehearsal. Dan the tech guy is pretty hot. Alright, that's it.