Yeah, Allen. Sure ( Read more... )

I think I'm dying. No. Really. I feel like crap. And I just took a nap. Which I never do. And I had a dream that Mrs. Rich was attacking me and Jess with and army of evil clowns. And now I'm freezing to death. Therefore, I must be dying. Hm. But at least it's Friday.

No, I'm not going to the parade. No, I'm not going to the football game. No, I'm ( Read more... )