I really hope Cat's okay. I don't know what it is, but for some reason, that kid jsut... popped into my head this morning and won't leave. I mean, I know he's not gonna get killed in boot camp, but I -really- hope nothing bad's happened. Shit. Shit. I should jsut stop worrying about that asshole, he's not my problem.

I hope the house wasn't too bad to clean up yesterday... I mean, I know I was throwing M&M's around at like... 12:30 in the morning, so I'm figuring that those alone probably will have caused some problems after being ground into the rug. Oops?

More later...