I'm beginning to realize that all my friends are cracked out.

[zil272]

Liz doesn't have a cell phone anymore. Which is retarded. But Liz can still check her voice mail, and last night, I received some very interesting ones. The first, a hang up. My mother later confessed that this was her, but why she would call my cell phone when she knows it is her possession, is lost on me. The second was some type of animal screaming. It sounded like the movie I had just seen, Alien vs. Predator (terrible, terrible movie, as I knew it was going to be, I can't believe I spent money on that), when the alien is screaming at the predator. Now upon reviewing those who may have called me and left this message, I came to the conclusion that it was probably some former classmates of mine that I had seen when I was leaving the theater and promptly ran away from. The third message I received was Limp Bizkit's Break Stuff. Now perhaps I am wrong, but does anyone really find Fred Durst all that threatening? I mean, they did try to throw in that extra chill factor and hung up right after he screams out I'm gonna break your fucking face tonight, but still, its and old song that was stupid then and stupid now. Honestly, if your going to threaten someone, at least say it yourself. Even if you do have to quote the lyrical genius of Fred Durst.

I've been having some really trippy dreams lately, and most of them involve me finding people in pieces, or falling in love or hooking up with some really, really, really bizarre guys. Last night, I dreamed I inherited 100 million dollars, and kept talking about it. And then some guys walked into this cabin I was staying in, and asked me if I wanted to try their product. While they were talking about it, they asked if it was alright if they lit up. I just kept talking about how rich I was.