Im just sitting here so bored. I just woke up a little bit ago. I woke up earlier but was so bored that i went back to sleep.
The dream that I had was so weird that I married some girl that lived down the street (real girl doesn’t exist) and we didn’t live together or anything. Anyway’s in the dream i hadn’t seen her for a while (must have been a few days or a week or something, i dunno) so i went to her house.
Have you ever not seen someone for a long time, but only because you thought that they didn’t want to see you. And they didn’t see you because they thought that you didn’t want to see them? So you never see eachother? (confused) anyway’s that’s what happened in the dream.
But then she thought I was cheating on her (something that I’d never do! I hate it when people do that). So for some reason in the dream i went home and started deleting alot of emails and myspace messages (I don’t even really use myspace or email people) but just so she wouldn’t think I was cheating on her or anything. Then i woke up ha.
What a weird dream!
This was actually going to be a very random short entry. I had to write something since i didn’t write anything yesterday. I started to write one last night, but it was coming too negative so i scrapped it ha. I need to only write on here when I have something to actually write about… uhh well today — right now i didn’t have anything to write about 
I am debating rather or not I want to walk and get me another delicious french vanilla cappuccino. I was going to go earlier and drive my moms car, but she wanted me to get her a pack of cigarettes also. I hate buying those. and she gave me alot of change to buy them with. So i was like forget that. and went back to sleep.
ha she never buys me a cappuccino when she goes and get her cigs or anythimg, so i don’t feel too bad about it. Smoking is so lame and expensive!
I’ll probably end up going ahead and walkin up there. Nothing else to do and its only a mile or two walk so it’s not bad. Maybe i’ll take pictures on the way.
I took pictures on the way the other day, but none of them were interesting so I didn’t post them.
My niece keeps coming to me while I’m typing this and wanting me to use the lighter to catch some marshmallows on fire for her.
Why do they taste so much better once they have been on fire anyway’s?
I’ll write again later
-josh
TOODLES! 
