2002-08-03 - 12:33 a.m.

I think I might be bi-sexual. I know I wouldn't want to spend the rest of my life with a girl, or have a relationship with a girl. But, let's face it, I totally joke around about it way too much. Oh well, maybe it's just me and my sick sense of humor.

Oh yes, I remember the point in this journal. I was going to tell the story of putting socks on Ginger. Someone told me I should write it here.

So, a couple of months ago, I was spending the night with Sarah. She was laying on her bed and I was sitting in the floor. We were talking, like usual. I noticed a shiny Christmas sock that was lying underneath the bed. Well, Ginger (the dog) was lying next to me, so ofcourse, like everyone's natural instinct, I decided to put the sock on her back foot. It was so freaking hilarious. She walked around for a while like that. I think this was also the same day that Ginger had a piece of dried out poop stuck to her butt. Well, later on that night, Sarah and I were just talking, again, and then I noticed that Ginger was going into convulsions of having a nightmare or something. Then, all of a sudden, her eyes just rolled back into her head, they were like half way open or something, I don't know, it was crazy. I was trying to get Sarah to look, but I couldn't stop laughing, and at first, she didn't know what I was laughing at, but she started laughing anyways, you know, one of those chain reaction thingies. Well, it eventually woke Ginger up. I told Sarah what was so funny, so we waited on Ginger to go back to sleep, and sure enough, she started the eye rolling again. We just couldn't stop laughing. We were almost dying because it was just so hilarious.

Dang, I just thought of another funny story about Rex and Chester (the mouse and bird). If anyone found this story some what amusing, tell me so I know that is a sign to tell the other story, please. : )

I love love love you all oh so very much!

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