Yeah, I know that I haven't written this in a while, well I just don't have much to write. I haven't found love, I haven't found God, nothing profound. So, I'll just reflect on a few things for now.

The other night, Dan and I went and watched Sixth Sense. Well, naturally, it sparked talk of psychic stuff. I told him that yeah, I played with a Ouija board once, but you know, that's made by Parker Brothers and nothing more than a game and he starts to go on like "well, I know from experience that that is real". And, well, he always does crap like that. Talks about everything as if he has been on the edge of everything and if not him, then his family. I don't know that he actually beleives that crap. And well, it started me thinking about how Kaira and Alyssa do the same. And I just want to scream "there is nothing wrong with being normal!" I mean, everyone I know wants to be extrodinary or different, or special - when they're just normal human beings. It seems absolutely ludicrus. Isn't living enough?

Last week, I went to Walt's house for dinner. I was a nervous wreck. I couldn't do a single thing right - I wonder if that is because there is somthing there? hmmmm....contemplation. He gave me the line "well, you're really mature for your age and I feel really immature for my age." I wanted to laugh my ass off. The only people that give me that line are old guys that want to get me into bed (he is significantly older than myself). I wanted to say "you don't need to use that line - I already like you." but I didn't dare as I did not know and still don't know his intentions. Instead I told him that every man his age says that. Hehehehe - I'm not won over by lines.

I went on a nature hike with Diana yesterday and we found an awesome swimming hole and I went skinny dipping. It rocked.

well, writing in a journal mood has passed....fare well.