Friday, July 21, 2000

I dreamed that I am turned over to the house after a long absence to hear a telephone message that my mother left for Carrie Carson, tearfully saying to him that it could not give him my new address or telephone number.

I am astonished that the holes of point in my wall of room to be slept did not cure yet.

The principal singer of me put the first time a tiny image of Ian Ziering on my face.