Well saturday has come and gone. Can't complain though, just sat around realxed......

Can't keep my tongue from touching mynew white filling at the back of my mouth. It feels sorta chalky....not very pleasant. I woke up and my jaw was still sore. I guess yors would be too if your mouth was hanging open with two people's hands jamed in and a bunch of instruments were stuck in it for a half hour.....

Let's see, woke up rather early, which is too bad since my usual saturday night insomnia was moved to friday and I was up until about three so I was pretty tired.... But thankfully, my saturdays don;t require much energy.
I git up, had a nice cup of tea and played a little ps2, sim city and then started to watch one of three tapes of Buffy that my friend from work lent me. Not don't give me any crap for watching Buffy. Until you've seen it, don't comment. I really enjoy it, at times yes, it's a little dumb and very teenager-esque, but that's sorta what I like about it. Also I find mysefl watching Smallville... I dunno if it's because of this or the actual story, I'm thinking a combination of both.

And besides that, while I was out walking my doggie, this guy walks by me and sings: "Sue,Sue, Sue...Sue Rupnik", at first I didnl;t recongnize him, but when I got closser, I saw it was Andy. Andrew Davies. A guy I went to hight school with and had the biggest crush on for years. We were good friends. We used to go to the arcades every week and exchange Mortal Kombat codes. I was the on;y girl that actually played the games, the other ones just hung out and looked slutty. We used to bet money on who was going to win and has tournaments. At school we'd sell the codes to little kids for like ten bucks....We (andy, myself and two other boys) had like a secret society for gamers. We'd meet at lunch time at a secret location or I'd slip them yellow envelopes in the halls all secret like. My code name was "X" and we had secret hand shakes and signals....the whole ten yards.But we'd never talk to eachother IN school, our friendship was top secret, it just added to the fun, made us feel like spies....

I have thought about him on a few occasions, mostly becasue Iheard he wasn;t doing very well, drugs, depression and such, he kind of dissapeard for a while.. But I was happy to see that he was much better and feeling happy.

Usually when I meet someone I know on the street like that I just say "hello, how are you, what's up and good-bye". But I decided to walk a while with him and I was good to catch up. It was comfortable. Now don't go getting any ideas, I'm not at all interested in him anymore, we were good friends is all, and it was good to see him.
End of story.

So it's midnight ten and I just know I'm going to be up all night like every other saturday. It's okay thought because I still have like ten Buffy episodes to watch...that and SNL is on now,
so off I go.