I weighed myself for the first time in 5 yrs and was kind of shocked. For the past couple of years, when asked about my weight I just winged it and guessed it was a buck 5 or a buck 10 since I always presumed that I was lighter than certain people. Hmmnn I would actually have to take some ex-lax now if I wanted to fight most mexican boxers.

I would say that I look slightly different now since a couple of people from law school didn't recognise me. But a person that I hadn't seen me in fourteen years was hitting on a girl I was hanging out with and then turned to me and ribbed me asking if I had remembered him from high school. Then it turned out that he had seen me a couple of times at the bar and asked around.

Anyway I had a dream this weekend that sort of freaked Naughty Allie and Jordan Capri out. I was visiting my family in Canada and my grandmother was well. My subconscious recognised that my grandpa was still dead though. Anyway, the whole plot of the dream was that I was ready to introduce someone to my family. I was showing her all the sights that had shaped me while growing up. The dream ended with my trying to figure out whether to ask there or wait til we got home to give her an out. I guess I've been kind of glum preparing for my last year in my twenties.

One night I was just talking to a girl when someone screamed "Get off my boyfriend!!!" a la That 70's Show. Next thing I knew two girls are wrestling with each other. Things like these don't happen enough.