Jul 13, 2004 00:15
You know, I should just go with my gut instincts. I knew Dylan was up to something, and yeah, he was. He opened a portal and threw the crazy vamp that hurt Connor through it. Tori helped. I think that's what happened anyway, Des was telling Gabe and me, but she was kind of sobbing at the time. There's a big mess there. It makes my head hurt.
Des and Dylan fighting? It freaks me out. My stomach is in knots, but what am I supposed to do about it? I've been trying to play it cool with Taylor. It was his and Dylan's birthday. We stayed up with them at Big Bear Lake (I swear, every time I hear that? Grocery store chain) on Sunday, and I crashed here. Everything going on has made me too tired for all the driving, I guess.
I don't know. I don't feel like I know anything. Can I crawl into a hole and just stay there now?
I hope Taylor likes baseball cards; that's what I got him. I think one of them was signed by a big name player. That's what the guy at the card shop told me. He was probably lying, but oh well. He's 9 now. Like he's gonna know the difference. I had no clue what to get Dylan and just got him a giftcard for Borders.
We still haven't talked since his portal stuff. I've tried talking to Des, but she's been wanting space. That's cool. Space feels good after that kind of thing.
I feel like I need the moon of space. And then more. Ugh.
(Also, Rhia left a message for me, but that's kinda pointless to call back now that she's here. In person. Go me and my stellar calling back.)