Visiting Tracy was pretty cool. Friday I saw some friends. It was great. Saturday was really good too. I watched Zack And Miri Make A Porno. It was really funny. Except I really don't like that Seth Rogen always has the EXACT same role in every movie. It bothered me for some reason. I also ate WAY too much that day. I felt so sick. Sunday was okay. I got woken up really early to go to church with my family. My mom doesn't know I don't believe in god or any religion, and I'm not going to tell her because I'd rather avoid unnecessary arguing. I sat there listening to stupid songs being sung badly while little kids ran around screaming. Awesome. Afterwards I cleaned, did laundry, and headed home.
I drove to Tracy and I drove to Sacramento. It was weird because both times my dad fell asleep and I thought "what if I were to get in an accident right now?" It freaked me out. I was more scared of my dad being alright than me. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to him. I seriously look up to him so much.
STILL no word from Skratch.
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