hey there joel canadian stranger of doom! your friend of death should come check me out, maybe we're like... long lost siblings. wouldn't that be freaky?


so, i need to go to voice, like... right quick. but my voice is shot due to respiratory infection type thing anyways... so i'll type my quick little story. i was on the ramp to get on the interstate, and there's this truck... with two guys in it... and the guy in the passenger seat is looking at me, and like, dives down when i look over at him. which i found very amusing and started laughing. then he's all mouthing at me "i know you, i know you!" and i'm like .... i don't think so... for a second i thought it was matt doran. but it wasn't. so anywho, they're from indiana... (license plates) and this guy holds up a piece of paper with his cell number and this note that is like "i know i've met you somewhere, you are my dream girl, please call me." and i'm like "dude..." and then it was my exit. crazy stuff. though, according to his sign, his name IS matt. wouldn't that be funny if it WAS matt doran? and like... he'd just gone completely nuts? i think that would be hilarious. but it's not. it's some guy from indiana. ha. ok, i have to go to voice now, i wish rob3t2 would email me... because i haven't talked to him since thursday. *sniffle*