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Today was totally different from what I wanted it to be. I wanted to go to the library and write, write, write (as I wrote about seven pages worth of stuff last night), but my mom wanted me to help rearrange the living room with her and my brother. Except my brother was gone all day, so I just hung around and waited for him to finally show up to no avail. I ended up reading some of the books I got at the library yesterday and giving Pepper a long-needed bath. I think she's been annoyed at me all day because of it.

I had two very trippy dreams that somehow merged into one. I woke up around nine and was skimming over the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly and I ended up having a dream that I was in the Hunger Games, and the arena was this boxed-in area that had wires hanging around and if you walked on the ground and held one of the wires or something, you'd get shocked to death. So I was swinging around and mentally griping because there were four other tributes around me and I was like, Great, where are all the rest? One of them is going to kill me, I know it. And somehow that merged into one of the NKOTBSB concerts, and I was in the front row with friends of mine from middle school, and for some reason Justin Timberlake was there singing "Tearin' Up My Heart". I don't even know.

Speaking of old friends: my childhood best friend's mom sent me a friend request on Facebook. I don't know what to make of this.