Count 'Em Up

Five. Count 'em. Five nights in a row I have dreamed about him, and I'm not talking Kyle. No. I'm talking P. And it's pretty annoying.

I thought I had gotten over him. But he freaking haunts my dreams. What the fuck up?

I haven't even seen him in over a month. I haven't stalked his myspace page in two weeks. Seriously annoying.

What else?

Still didn't get my ribbon up. Lost the bow. Har. I'm amazing. I know. My ability to lose things is like no other I have ever known. I set things down and lose them in seconds. I amaze millions (well, maybe not that many) with my abilities to INSTANTLY lose stuff. I should go into showbiz. Really.

And I'm pretty much out. Yeah. Boring.