Krekan... Kreken... whatever 

Krekan... Kreken... whatever

I'm falling apart. If only I could slip into a coma for the next 21 and a half days. I need a job, too... I won't have enough money for a movie this week... I need to get Jess's present, and then I need to have money to go to Noah's arc for our anniversary... or did we decide not to do that? I don't know. Anyways, I'm a mess right now.

Wait, there is one hope... my passport had an error in it, and my parents had to send it in to get it fixed. It still has not arrived back yet, though the people said they would get it back before we left. If it doesn't come...

No, I can't talk like that. Number one, this is a great opportunity to see different places. Number two, I need to be able to spend time away from Jess.

We must have miscounted the days, on a lighter note. five days have passed, and there are twenty-one left. That makes twenty-six. Wait... I must have missed one somewhere... I dunno. Regardless, I'm going in-fuckin'-sane. I take my time with Jess for granted. Man... I feel like an asshole...

I feel like there's not enough time for me to do all my shit before we leave... but I still find myself sitting around all day wishing I had more than Halo and Starcraft.

Hey Alex, I submitted the terms "gorildo" and "gamecubeathon" to urbandictionary.com. I found a Halo reference on there... the word "backpacking." It means attaching a plasma grenade to someone's back. I'll have to use that one.

I ordered a new pair of glasses today. They're cool... but I get this weird feeling that Jess is going to hate them. Whatever... I like them, and that's what matters right now.

I guess I only have one more thing to say. AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!