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Every once in a while I come across a person, who totally makes me smile. No matter what they say or do....someone who's a genuinely good person. It doesn't happen often, and when it does I regain just a little faith in humanity. I'd like to stress the "just a little" part. But I figure if I meet a couple thousand more like that, maybe I won't be such a bitter person towards the human race. Anywho, in other news, I just talked to this girl earlier from West Memphis AK, I was bored so I decided to start looking people up who live there. Almost in interview format, I asked people how they felt on the issue, whether they thought they were innocent or guilty....most said they were guilty....in fact all but her said they were. When asked why they felt that way, they said "I don't know" or "Because of what I've heard" I was hoping to find someone who knew one of the boys (Damien, Jessie, Jason) but with no luck. I did however find a handful that went to school with Christopher, Michael, and Stevie. It's just interesting that they're now my age, and the little boys I still think of whenever I think of them, would also now be around my age. It's all very sad. Sometimes I get a little manic about this, for whatever reason. Start reading the transcripts again, finding new stuff, whatever. Now that I have all this time on my hands I've been doing a lot of re-reading of the transcripts, which I've read numerous times already. I dunno if that makes me weird? And the fact that I actually saught people out tonight, I guess that's a little weird? Huh? Who's to say. So anyway back to this chick, we talked for quite a while about stuff. She's only 14, said her uncle went to school and was friends with Jason, and that's the only reason she would have thought they were innocent. Says her uncle said Jason and Jesse never seemed like the type to do something like that. Interesting I say. Only reason I can figure I'm so obsessed, is because Jesse reminds me so much of Timmy, it just kind of hurts my soul to know this could happen to anyone that happens to be like them. Well it's officially the ass crack of dawn or something, and I need to stop sleeping the way I do, or else I'll never be able to get back on track. Today I have to shop for my step-mom's birthday present, not sure what I'll get her just yet. Then we're all going out to dinner....me, my dad, step-mom, and her parents. Can't wait to see her dad, he always cracks me up, he's one cool ass dude. Closest I've had to a grandfather type relationship since my Pap died. Not that anyone could ever ever replace him. Bob's just a cool guy, and he reminds me in some ways of my Pap.