Turns out there were classes today. BUT GUESS WHAT! God loves me. Classes were CANCELLED at the last minute because a water main broke. I kind of knew there were classes.. I wasn't going to go anyway.. I needed a break. In fact, I'm not going to theatre tomorrow.. I'll go to philosophy though, mainly because I have to go to Monaca tomorrow anyway to get Dane Cook's CD/DVD at Circuit City... and I recommend that everyone else do the same.

So today was Ben's birthday.. he's 17 and still in 9th grade.. how pathetic is that? I had to spend most of the day ALONE supervising him and his friends while they played xbox.. You know what I heard for five hours straight? "FUCK YOU!" "YOU'RE A PUSSY" "HOW'S THAT CHAPSTICK TASTE?" ... wait. What? What the hell does that mean? One of them just kept repeating that question over and over at ridiculous noise levels. I almost shoved a thing of chapstick down the kid's throat just to shut him up.

My dad called from Iraq though.. to wish him a happy birthday and everything, so that was cool. His leave was cancelled, so he won't be visiting in February. It's actually really weird because I had a dream that he wouldn't be able to come home, like, two days ago. And look what happened. I swear, I'm psychic.