wow, i'm posting on a blogger thing. okay, I had a dream too, which is totally off topic to anything but which i will relate to the fine readers of this 'blog'. I use single quotes in a meager attempt to not appear too demeaning towards the word blog. but i digress. I was taking a quick 15 minute nap before work, and thought I woke up and heard someone arguing outside my window, and then fighting with chains, 1980's ghetto style. I stayed absolutely still so they wouldn't see me lying in bed through the open window. I then ACTUALLY woke up, and immediately put my body in motion by running outside like "what's the commotion?". as i was clearing the front steps to walk around to outside my window and catch these thugs in the act, it started to dawn on me that the whole fight-outside-my-window scenario was just a dream. then i felt stupid for just standing there on my front lawn shaking my head up and down like "ahhh, it all makes sense now". then i went to work.

anyway, on topic - trisha you have a bruise on your face? is travis beating you? you can take his 5' 2" ass. you don't need that kind of abuse. you are a strong woman.