Learning.

Wow. It's amazing how much you can learn about yourself by just talking to somebody.

I spent the better part of Friday hangin' out with Ashley and just talking to her. I tell you what, I may not know much, but what I do know is that she's got a level head on her shoulders and truly cares about her friends. Its awfully cool to have somebody like that in my life. She's really great with advice too. Her & I tend to share similar problems, so working them out is becoming more of a team-effort lately. Thanks, Ash. You're terriffic. :-)

After all the talking was done, she, I and the rest of the Shutupyourmouth crew packed (seriously, like sardines) into my truck and went to Rich's Fright Farm. While I'm not one to get scared easily as it stands, this was quite possibly the worst $15 I've spent since I bought Madonna's "Ray of Light" album. All that happened was the typical chainsaw-kook followed by a buncha dudes walkin around mumbling something about brains. I tell you, if I see another haunted attraction like this anytime soon, I'm just gonna throw in the towel when it comes to going to these things. I really wanted to go because my friends were all gonna be there - and they MORE than made up for the haunted crap house. I guess I'm just growing bored with the whole traditional mumbo-jumbo that halloween is offering anymore. Station-Scare from last year was awesome. This was crap-junk-terrible. At least next week I'll be able to ride some rollercoasters if the haunted stuff turns out to be a disappointment.

It's pretty late right now. It's well after midnight. I've got a hockey game tomorrow evening. So, I'll be turning in soon. The weekend's going to pass quickly, thats for certain. That's neither good nor bad. I'm just gonna take whatever I'm given, one day at a time.

More tomorrow...maybe...

-Crock