almost everything I have touched today has broken, including Kira's dog. apperently the food i got for the doggie yesterday made her sick and she spent most of the day being sick.
I didn't even touch Kira's bank account and i still broke it. i guess i'm just that good, or bad. however you see it.

i had a dream about Brad last night. Actually it was about his nephew, though i know he doesn't have a nephew. the nephew was to be the ring bearer for the wedding. he was really cute too. but i remember asking brad if there was a reason that i shouldn't marry david, "While You Were Sleeping Style". and he was so obvilious he didn't realize.

I'm not quite what that all means. I know Brad and I would never work out, i think i' just too sexually frustrated.