Well, not much has totally happened since my previous entry. Its exactly 1 month and 16 days till I move. Maybe thats why the days are flying by. That happens when you're dreading something.

*sigh* Grave hasn't been talking to me lately. I think she might be mad at me or something. >_< Makes me quite sad.

I've been really dependent on my online friends. I'm not sure if thats a bad or a good thing. I guess my eyes will shortfuse (if humanely possible) and blow up if attached to the computer much more, but friends are an obsession.

>_> I've been having nightmares lately about Jason kidnapping me and stabbing me in the head with a plastic spoon to remove my memories. Jeez.

Its just something that my idle mind tends to turn to. I hate it.