I Don't Like Mushrooms

So...I suppose it's a good thing...well I'm sure that it's a good thing...but all of the problems that I blogged about yesterday got solved today. I love how odd that is. Apoligies were made about the misunderstanding and the feelings are not hurt, no one is broken anymore and life can move on from the confusion. I'm very glad that emails work because I was getting concerned, but today I got a reply and things will start to be better again...I'm not even completely sure that anything was wrong to being with. Something just didn't feel all that right. But now it will for sure. And, my puberty voice is gone! Hooray! I don't know if I can still sing tomorrow because my nose is kind of odd, but my throat feels better.

Erik, I hope that you're alright. I'm here to talk as always, you know that.

Nothing all that comment-able on this blog tonight, which sucks because I love getting comments so much. *Feel free to pity comment, anyone*.

Cuffer....I don't know if you got my text message tonight but it went something like this..."I miss you so so so so so so so so so much...." And I do. It's the truth. So very much the truth. We must talk soon...no questions asked. Get to a computer, damn it. Or call me! That's even better. It can make up for our "interrupting salmon" conversation.

Love to all.
I'm going to try to make my blogs shorter.
Eventually.
They're kind of long...
and monotonous.
(That's what she said).
(Just in case you were curious).