chunky

nobody reads my diary anymore, i guess that is because i never write anything interesting. i guess i just stopped caring. but i remember i used to have an average of 44 unique visitors per day and now it is down to 35. sadness creeps in slowly. on august 15th mike is leaving for ottawa and he's never coming back. i wonder what will happen. i wonder where my damn cap gun is.

last night i talked on the phone to james, he is funny, he talks funny. i threw up last night and i recognized everything i ate yesterday, it was pretty sick. so today i am not going to eat. it is better that way. i dont want to see another veggie sub on its way back out, thats for sure. i also noticed that i don't chew my food nearly enough.

the cats are playing outside today.