Hmmm. Colorful is it not?? I love it, seeing as how I made all the alterations to the pictures, so they're exactly what I want. I'm trying to be colorful, everything seems really right at the moment, except for a few things. But I feel better then I have in a long time, call it catharsis of the mind. I'm free. Fuck it I'm free. I'm about to start washing clothes, thank goodness. Seeing as how I have NO clean clothes. And by my definition dirty means that they are either hard on the eyes, or offend other people. SO yeah. Scary I know. Jan sent me a card about Maggie, saying how bad she felt to hear about her death in the first place, and how much worse it was to find out it was somebody I knew. That was really nice of her, I appreciate it a ton. I'm glad to see that we're starting to come past the pain, and its easier to talk about the good times. Like me and Maggie comparing boobs out on the softball field, or how Maggie was saying she wanted to start a band and have Brooke sing. Mhmm, good times, ye shall never be forgotten.