What is the sound of one fan...fanning?

Yes, I know, I'm not really overly consistent at this blogging thing, I really try to be. I lay there at night in my bed and think "I should really get up and write something on my blog since I can't sleep" and then I roll over. Anywho...here's what has gone down in the past few days.

I think last time I posted on here was after Saturday night of a week or two ago, so I'll give up the horrible news that my best friends dog died Tuesday morning and she was, and still is, devastated. Though if she keeps her mind off of it she doesn't cry. She found Daisy, her 9 year old Yorkshire Terrier, in the laundry room lying in her own puke. Daisy was never really a healthy dog to begin with, she had almost all the things wrong with her that a pure bred Yorkie can have wrong with them. They had to take out all of her teeth a few years ago, and she never could keep her tongue in her mouth after that. Audrey's trying to hold it together, and she's doing pretty good.

Other than that Jack is kind of freaking out because we're all going away to camp in a week and he's going to be left all alone. Except for the people that he used to hang out with, but all they do is drink, and he doesn't want to fall into that again, were he's drinking everynight just to be drunk. He's come to realize that he's kind of an alcoholic, which at 18 can't be to good. So he's feeling a lot of stress about other stuff right now as well. Poor boy.

And I know things about other people. I just still don't know what to do about Lacy. I just don't. I mean, I don't know that I can really prove she's been stretching the truth without involving everyone in it and then she's going to feel like we're all attacking her. Gah, what to do? I wish I had all the answers and 20-20 foresight so I could look at all the possible outcomes of a situation and then i would know if it was worth it. Or at least plan accordingly.

In other news, Jack has decided to invite Grahm to the next Pt. party...this secretly makes me want to scream in fear and excitement...I don't know what to do, I don't know what this means...I'm afraid to see him in a social setting because then i'll have to be social and I'm not really social at parties, I'm just the person that ends up helping everyone into bed or to the bathroom...I think Jack is doing it on purpose because he knows I like Grahm. It's scary to have people try to help you with your love life. It's scary to have people that care that much.