I drove by the Turner's house yesterday, but no one was home. The dogs didn't even bark, so they'll probably be gone for a long time. I left them a short note in their mailbox. To be honest, I have no idea what brought me back to the foster home I spent six miserable months in. Eh, who knows?

I just chowed down on a thin crust pepperoni pizza. Thank you America. I love the fatty foods readily available for my unhealthy uses.

I need a new book to read. I am bored out of my mind. I just finished The Da Vinci Code, and I have to say that I absolutely loved it. Mom gave me Cracking the Da Vinci Code by Simon Cox to accompany Dan Brown's best-selling novel, so I'll see how much of it is fact/fiction. The novel really was an excellent read; I'd whole-heartedly recommend it to anyone. Anyway, I devoured the book in two days; it was superb.

I'm going to Jackson on Friday. I love large crowds of unfamiliar faces that I'll never see again.

I should work on my sentence structure and thought patterns. How 'bout this: Work needs be done on my sentence structure and thought patterns. Hmm? Eh? Yowza, I'm tired. I'm out.

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