Maybe it's just me, but your days off work almost always bare bad news. My city is in danger of being burnt down to the ground by a 30,000 acre forest fire at the moment, as well as my best friend who lives in the next city over. Both of us are on full evacuation standby. Any moment those fires could jump a few miles our way and burn down everything in their path. It's ok though, I'm so hot anyway that it wouldn't harm me at all!

Friends are flaking left and right. People you thought you could trust and depend on turn on you and leave you left out in the cold. My philosohpy of having one true friend instead of many friends still holds true it seems. I never stop trying to make new friends, or help people I like, but I never count on anyone to be there for me anymore. It's just not worth the letdown. My best friend Mike would never leave me or flake out on me. He'd give me a shirt right off his back if I needed it, and he has. That's more than I can say about anyone else I know.

The few dreams I have left, I'm going for. I aspire to be a musician, comedian, owner of my own computer company, or to rule the world. I've already started writing lyrics down and so far they've come out really well, if I do say so myself. I've even made posters in Photoshop to promote my band. I'm also working on my comedy sketch, and hopefully I turn out as funny as my comedian heros like Dennis Leary, Lewis Black, Ron White, and George Carlin. I'm also sketching rough drafts of blueprints for new ideas and inventions I have, after I patent them, I'm going to offer to sell them to companies and corporations for mulah.