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Last night I had a deam about Jewel. I was on an 18-wheeler, headed for some military base, and Jewel was in the front seat, chatting up the driver. I became star-struck, which is highly unlikely, and started telling Jewel about how I had bought her first album and thought she was so cute, but the album really sucked. I told her that her other albums were even worse, and she started getting pissy. The funny thing was, the whole time I was hitting on her, which I would never do (at least I hope I wouldn't). I guess that's what dreams are for. Eventually we got to wherever that military base was, and I was suddenly in the military. Thank god it was a dream...I wouldn't last 5 minutes. I don't know what happened to Jewel. Maybe she went off to entertain the soldiers

I had no luck getting new jewelry for my boobies. The tattoo parlor was closed when I got there at 10 last night, when on their site it said they are open until midnight. So much for that. No luck with my hair, either, but now I'm thinking maybe I'll just get the red streaks re-reddened. It all depends on how much money my broke-ass will have to shell out.

I get to go see James today! He says he's going to wine and dine me to cure my breakup anorexia. I hope it works. I have to study for a psychology exam this weekend, too, but that'll be easy 'cause James is a TA and has lots of studying to do, too. We're going to walk on the beach and watch movies and hopefully sleep a lot and have fun. The sleeping part sounds especially nice right now.