poor Sersephagus.

tonight, while I was talking to him on msn, Sean found out about a good friend of his who had died. I felt awful for him, but I had no idea what to do. Like I didn't know if he wanted to talk about it, or just be left alone, or what, and I had to ask all these questions like "do you want to talk about it," and I felt all aWkward, and stupid. I wish I'd handled it better. I hope he knows I'm there if he needs me. *hugs for Serseph*

I was also thinking tonight about something Laura said on the bus yesterday on the way to Bye Bye Birdie. I'm sure a lot of you know that me and Brianna have been fighting like cats and dogs lately, and Laura said something about Barbara having made the observation (it might not have been Barb, I can't remember) that every single time I start talking about Brianna in my blog, or in real life, I say something mean about her. Well, I researched this statement in my back blog posts, and I cannot find more than one mean thing that I've said about her. In fact, most of the time I'm complimenting her. Maybe it's in real conversation. But if any of you have spotted something that was kind of bastardly that I said about Brianna, kindly mention that to me so I can make restitution. Otherwise, I refute that statement. Maybe in conversation, I do that, but for sure, I do not "insult" Brianna or anything else in my blogs (specifically in my blogs, at least).

that's pretty much it for me. I had a very nice, but boring day. Except for Serseph's bad news. That was horrid. I just ate a very yummy, very domestic dinner of chicken (haha, Sean!), mashed potatoes, and corn, with yummy thick gravy. nighty night, all. Feel better, Sean!