This weekend was an incredible weekend. It just plain kicked ass. No other words could suffice for it. It has been just awesome. For me, it was a much needed vacation really. Each night was pretty damn cool in its own special way. Friday, the 13th, was great. We watched Pet Semetary and I think I will never look at little kids the same nor give them sharp objects such as scalpel, but with Meg in my arms, it was an amazing time. Valentine's Day was a memorable day for me really. We watched the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen together, and she was in my arms again. It was the first time I had been in a wonderful relationship with someone on Valentine's Day. It was the first time I realized how great love is. Even though I didn't spend much time with her, every minute was great. After leaving her house, I tracked down the gang and proceeded to have more fun. After writing sex in the snow in very big letters, we vacated the premises of the park and headed to Spence's house. Not much followed after that. Sunday, We watched Lost in Translation and for the third time in that weekend, Meg was in my arms while we were watching a movie. God, I love her. Anyways, we watched Lost in Translation, which had Meg and Me lost as well. After that, we went and took a peek at the fire at Timberlake Estates. I don't know whose house it was, but I hope they are alright. Basically this weekend was a great little getaway from stresses and burdens of school.

Lately, I've been coming up with some strange and crazy ideas. Here are just two of them.

1. The Mexican Plan: One night of many Mountain Dews, I came upon an idea for a joke. I don't think I'll ever do it in my lifetime, but it's funny to think about. It basically involves crossing the border to the south into Mexico. Then my cousins and I would round up about 10 or 15 Mexicans and head back across the border. We would head North. We would cross the border into Canada. Once in Canada, we would head for Toronto. At Toronto, we would drop the Mexicans off there and head back to the U.S.

2. Successful Infiltration of an Amish Community: This idea I have been thinking about a lot lately. I don't know, but I think I could pull it off. Yes, I would have to prepare for a couple of years. Learn German, because that's what they speak primarily, Learn High German, which they use for religious ceremonies. Did you know that most Amish people are trilingual. Amazing, eh? Anyways, I would have to get myself some Amish clothes and a buggy. Do you know how Amish teenagers rebel? By supping up their horse buggies. I'm serious. They put tassels on it. I don't have to worry about growing a beard or a mustache. The men are supposed to start growing their beards after they marry. And the Amish never have mustaches because they believe mustaches are an association to the military. I've actually done some research on the Amish because I have an idea for a character and I have to have some sort of an idea about their culture and their way of life.

Adios