Hello Good Friend

So I got home from Carlyle yesterday. I bought a book in Yorkton called Sole Survivor by Dean Koontz, and Rebel Angels wasn't in paperback yet. In fact, it wasn't there at all, which sucked. I can't wait much longer. Hopefully in Saskatoon it will be in paperback and mom will buy it for me because I'll be poor after my guitar purchase. And oh yeah, she's not buying a case for it, and I sure can't afford one. I guess I'll be carrying it around in the box like I did for the week or so when I didn't have a case for Konstantine. Or I can carry it around in the case for Dad's old acoustic. I also have to name her/him (I'll decide when I get it), and pick a color. I saw a l33t one with flames once, but I can't remember where. I would love one like that. Or a pink one. Or a black one, but Katherine already has a black one. Whatever, I'll see what they have in Saskatoon.

Name possibilities:
Marley (Bob Marley)
Hendrix (Jimi Hendrix)
Ramone (The Ramones)
Atreyu
Silverstein
Lucy (after Lucy by Dropping Daylight and Plucked by Something Corporate)

I had a weird experience last night. I had a dream (and I THINK it came from the X-files episode I watched last night) that these people were trying to kill me, and they could kill people and then they got petrified (what?), and went all black and their faces looked like the screamer in The Scream by Edvard Munch. I can't remember where I was, it was a hotel or lake or something, but I had a friend who was going to be targeted and I was like, "go back to your cabin" and she did, and then I was scared and went there and told her everything and she said to pretend I was her so I slept on her bed where her boyfriend or something was sleeping, and then she left and a little while later I went to find her but I saw the guy who was trying to kill me and I ran back to pretend I was her but her boyfriend had been petrified and screamafied and I saw him and started screaming and the guy who was trying to kill me was hiding in the closet, and he came towards me to turn me into the things that everyone was turning into, by biting me or something, I don't know. So I ran away and I saw him getting out of a car outside and I was going to go on a horse drawn carriage to get away but thought that would be too slow so I ran towards the hotel where the guy was running (man, I'm stupid in dreams) and he saw me and came after me and then I woke up. I was really freaked out when I woke up so I turned on my light and just lay there and I don't even remember closing my eyes, but the next thing I knew dad was coming in at 6:30 AM to turn off my light.

Sole Survivor is a really good book. It's full of conspiracies and assassins and all that good stuff. I love Dean Koontz!
I'm bored. Ciao!