I came back from camping two days ago. I was supposed to go back yesterday, but really didn't want to. I hung out with Ken Sunday night, and we went and saw Dodgeball (wicked funny movie, highly rated by me) and then stayed at his house and watched Family Guy episodes all night. Hung out Monday too, went to the mall, got me new screw earrings (his mom threw out my other ones, sadly) and then we went to my house and I played Tony Hawk while Ken hit keys on my keyboard. Wedrove back this house after a bit, and then had to drive back to pick up Katilyn (not Kaitlyn) after her cheering practice. I shouted "slut!" at the people we passed along the way, including an innocent old man in a wheelchair and some very rugged-looking bikers. Today we drove to my house around 12 and went miniature golfing at Island Green (formerly Feltbrook) with my mom. Ken and I tied with 54, and Mom had 56, which was surprising, because she was fairly horrible, hah. Wewent to Marden's afterward, where I got a shirt, some sandals, and a grass umbrella for the Island Room. We also stopped at Movie Gallery on the way home, and Ken rented View From the Top while I chose Thirteen, which I must say is an awkwardly intriguing movie. But how come Evan Rachel Wood has to kiss another girl in everything she does? I think the only thing she hasn't kissed another girl in was S1m0ne, and that movie's not even worth counting. Gah. Now I'm here, typing this, as Ken plays Morrowind and watches more Family Guy episodes. I just finished talking to Padric...we're going to go camping in Millinockett in July and go whitewaterrafting and get massages and be awesome, and not swim in the campground's swimming pool, because that's for lazy people. That's what we have decided. And we are also going to have a gangfight, and I get to be the Jets and he gets to be the Sharks. My gang name is cooler. So I will win. I decided we're using fish as weapons. If you'd like to be a Jet, let me know. I guess that's about it... ...Besides that I watched vH1's Bands Reunited this morning, and now have numerous Berlin songs stuck in my head. It is a sad night in my cranium. Tsk tsk. Le fin. Out: Gretchen