THIS IS FOR YOU, RACHEL.

Bonjour. I hope you are enjoying your meeting with Gorgeous. I don't actually think that's where you are right now. In fact, I assume that you are sitting right in front of your computer, but I wanted an opportunity to include Gorgeous in this post.

I had a dream last night that my parents and I went to this restaurant to try and get me a job. No one knew where the manager was, but eventually he came upstairs and told me NO. So as we were walking away, I gave him the finger through the window. I think it's amusing because even in my dream I was very aware that I was doing something very sinful. Then I woke up and realized dream sin doesn't count. But I confessed it anyway.

Speaking of dreams, that reminds me of the Boy Meets World episode where they test Eric while he sleeps and he becomes a medical marvel because they discover that he has less brain activity while sleeping than a rat.

I am eating rice for lunch. I realized that when I eat rice, I like to take massive bites. Like, the biggest bites I possibly can. I'm not sure why.

This song is in my head:

All the colors of the raaaaaaainbow

Hidden 'neath my skin

Hearts have colors, don't we alllllllllllllll know

Red runs through our veins

Feeeeeeel the fire burning

Upppppppp, inspire me with blood of blue and green

IIIIII haaaaaaaaaave hoooooooooooooooooooooooooope

Inside is not a heart

But a kaleeeeeeeeeidoooooooooooscope.

That was the biggest bite yet. I have impressed myself. Know who could never beat me at food shoveling? Small Mouth Taylor.

I had a fascinating discussion with Daniel Wentzel this morning. Which do you think would cost more: a baby dinosaur or an alien? We decided probably alien, depending on whether or not it's omniscient. But he worked at NASA, so I think he's biased. I also think he is Spiderman.

When I try to picture a baby dinosaur, I just see a baby elephant.

Rob asked me and Rachael if we like the smell of pumpkin. Rachael said yes. I said "PUMMMPPPPKIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!" Apparently he read that is the scent that girls like most. Agreed? Obviously I am. Maybe it makes us think of family... how nice. I read once that guys like the smell of vanilla (and lavender) most. Rob agreed. It was a short yet educational conversation. Speaking of education, I read an article today about a school in New York with, like, no rules. The kids just do what they want to do. The school offers the classes that the students want to take. For example, right now they are not offering calculus, but they are offering a class on how to make comic books.

My rice is gone. I am sad. And Becca.

Oh, Kevin Joseph Timmons creeped on me at McDonalds on Sunday. I was inside, and he was watching me through the drive thru. I laughed really hard after I was done being disturbed. I like him.

I listened to NSYNC Christmas all weekend. Joy to my world.

I wish you only the worst,

Rebecca