Alright kids. I'm going to update because my dear Hunt begs me to. So here goes. I'm a pretty happy person now thanks to ALL my friends and Tyler. He's pretty fucking awesome. He stayed at my house from about eleven thirty pm Friday after work until about two thirty pm Saturday. He wasn't supposed to be here in the first place but he spent the night anyhow. (Nothing happened kids) Just some good ol' fashion sleep. Only we didn't sleep well on account of we started out on a couch that isn't exactly a couch, it's a good deal shorter. We eventually moved to the floor, which was even less comfortable. I only took two blankets in there with us and one of them was actually a sleeping bag I got when I was about five. It's pretty small. Erin (my niece) spent the night too and I let her use the other one. So Tyler and I were lying on the floor. It's carpet but I hate it. It was still pretty good though. His dad called my cellphone at about seven thirty am, but I didn't answer and he left a message telling me to tell Tyler he needed to get home becaus he was really upset with him. Like I said though, he stayed until two thirty pm. So we assumed his dad would be pretty mad, and now I pretty much hate his entire family because they all suck large amounts of ass. I haven't even met any of them, besides his brother...sorta, he seems alright. I pretty much mean the parents. God damn them I hope they all fucking die. Anyhow. I can't really go into what happened. I was asked not to. I just hope everything is okay. He was at the Spring Show last night, Chris saw him. I was somewhat relieved to hear that. I still haven't gotten to talk to him today though. I don't think I'm going to get to talk to him until tomorrow. I can wait, I'm pretty patient. I'm out. Peace kids. xoxo Laine