Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, I've grown accustomed to her face!

That was one of my favorite lines from My Fair Lady, a musical that Sean and I took part in our Senoir Year at Norman High. I'm not particularly mad at anything, I just felt like mentioning it. Well, I guess I am a little steamed about how much it was to fix my car and that I have a minor sunburn, but hey, I'm going to Louisianna! I can't wait, it's just a few days away. In fact, I actually got Saturday off so that I could do some trip stuff and maybe stay the night with the guys before we left. Of course, Richard will be going with us. That means Sean will be all on his lonesome. I don't like that one bit. If I had enough money to pay for Sean's trip and for the work that he would miss, I would do it in a second. I just don't think it'll be the same without Sean. I know Richard and I will have fun, I have no doubt about that, but Sean is always the best to have around, for everyone. I'm going to miss you Sean, even though I usually don't see you for about a week anyway.

So, no one can call my cell phone. I'm already over in minutes because of the fiasco that was Tuesday. So, if you need me, call my house. I don't know if anyone will need me, but I can always hope.

The doctor's office shunned Sheena. I have no idea why, but she can't make an appointment and the doctor that we want doesn't take our insurance. That sucks, I really liked that guy. Oh well, that's how the cookie crumbles.

I had a wierd dream the other night. It was a thriller. For some reason, when I went to work, I would always go through this office building. I would walk right in, the receptionist would look at me and try to stop me but I seemed so sure of myself that she let me in and then I would continue to the back of the building, where I would exit and then leave for work. Simple dream huh? Well, one time I went through the office, the receptionist called me a fake and called security after me. I didn't like that one bit and I had to run. The security was all serious about catching me and then the dream became one of those "Catch me if you can" movies, where I outrun security with amazing gymnastic skills and track running speeds. Of course I get away, but then I forget where I'm running to. At about that moment, I start chewing on a broken piece of tooth. It tastes horrible and it was so bad and vivid, that I worry that a chuck really broke away in my mouth. I spit it out somewhere and then I was done with the dream. Not much to it, but wierd none the less.

I'm worried about Sean, I just read his blog and he doesn't sound happy. I hope he still comes up today. I think fun would be good for him. Anyway, I'm going to go now. I'll see most of you today and then on Sunday, we're off to Louisianna! Yay hooo!