I'm home. Dial up internet. No photoshop. Family. I feel like I'm back in the 20th century. And I'm actually not in bad spirits. Can't wait until tomorrow...selling concessions with Mom at the Pistons game, and then shooting pool with Lauren and Mike and his friend. Then Sunday church and Bud. Yea. But Dad's home and he doesn't like to listen to the clicking of the puter keys, so anyway I'm off.
PS Just watched Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory...what an excellent movie.
"This is where all my dreams become realities...and where some of my realities become dreams."