I got a stupid cold after coming back from that roller-skating trip, etc. Pretty much just like the one I got near the end of the summer. Nose blowage all over and stuff. I had a terrible time sleeping last night. When I did fall asleep I had a dream involving a crappy action movie, a crappy Micheal Crichton book, and then Homer's pupils disappeared and he started running around stupid-crazy-like and then turned into Jon, then Saddam, and we were trying to find his proper clothes for him, and there was something about walking arond behind Huegel (sp?).

This day suck I got ta stufy and o hw but it is teh suck!