jrave

so i had a dream about Vegas. i was all partying at some club, and then i got into the VIP section. then i starting talking to Paris Hilton. don't ask me where these thoughts come from, but there I was....in the VIP, with Paris Hilton. we all ended up get invited up to her room, and ended up having an outragous time. like everyone in the hottub drinking, then we were all streaking in the hotel, then had to hid from security....odd dream. then i had to choose. spend the night in Paris, or back paryting with my friends downstairs. i woke up before i made the choice. odd dream. and i was sober too!

oh yeah, i'm going to vegas when i get back to the states. i'll be living it up on the last weekend in january. then, it's off to Groton, CT for some schooling (10 months of Rotten Groton....oh boy). then....who knows. see where the jobs are. should be fun though!

i thought only us freaks and geeks made up their own little language. imagine my surprise to read
Shayne's journal and find all kinds of nifty new words not yet in dictionaries.

well, i'm off like a prom dress.

late!