Just e-mailed Amy, we haven't talked in a while. I have her picture and look at it everytime I go in my room. I can't stop thinking about her, and I know I need to see her somehow...

Haha.
Sam got Lauren sick....you know how.

So I was watching TV all day, tomorow I have to go to this dinner and can't do anything, and Reid wasn't home all day, so I don't think we'll ever get this science thing done.

Reid said we may not have school monday and there is no fucking way I'm wasting a snow day on work. Oh well.


So alison, you didn't call me. So sad, and mad. Not really. It's still only 5:30. I have time.

Sam's dying. I think. I don't know. I'm gonna call him now, hold on.

...ring...ring...ring...ring...ring....

His fever was...101...or something like that....

Hes fine.


Any way, as the day crawls on, I believe nothing interesting is gonna happen.


Sad...ain't it?