well. long story short, i got fajita'd...yep. my box of fajitas defecated on my jeans and my favorite shirt. oh well. alas...nayways. yeah. it's so funny how when we lose someone, we don't seem to expect God to fill that hole or even try to comfort us, and yet, if you actually look to Him to fill it, He then blesses you so much. and in this case, it's with a friend. i haven't had such wonderful conversations with such a wonderful guy since Bruce died, and i really missed that. but i found someone who can give that to me, and though they obviously can't replace Bruce, they really make me smile and brighten my day. anyways, had some really good convo on the way to woodbury in a bus. wasn't really expecting it, but it was so nice. nayways, i gots ta go hit the sack. nite nite suckaaaaahhhhs! much love to all of yous guys! --Cari