I've been sleeping in the living room the past few days. My living room in right now a room with a CD player, large speakers, a pool table, 5 large drums, 1 guitar, 1 violin and my mattress. It's simply a living room because long ago when I was a princess we used to have a living room with couches and a tv and everything. It was wicked cool.

Sleeping in the living room seems to have some connection to wild and crazy dreaming. Last night I had a dream that I was at Holly and Julia's wedding. Holly's mother was showing me all this stuff, including stuffed dogs(the taxidermy kind, not the cute cuddly childrens toy.)I had to fly to the wedding and the airport was a HUGE playground, like Bonkers, with plastic slides in bright colours and nets and ball pits and everything.

This is all from my imagination, other than the wedding. I have never met Holly or Julia or Holly's mother, and I don't even really know where they live, and it would be really cool if the airports were in fact just giant Bonkers playgrounds, but it was cool anyway.

My life is amazing right now. I'm kind of in awe. I think things were in a downward spiral for the longest time, seven or eight years, and finally things seem to be going well and I've dug myself out of that, and I finally feel comfortable talking to people from before and during my downward spiral, but I no longer feel that I need to either. Things are amazing. Completely amazing.

Plus there's this girl and then there is me being a completely neurotic lunatic.

Happy Canada Day!