Ashleigh was on TV today! How fucking cool is that? She was awesome. The show was terrible, but she was awesome. It was this whole real life ghost ordeal that mixed dramatization and the actual people that it happened to. It was kind of a mess, all over the place and way too drawn out. But Ashley was great. The only think I could rag on her for was that in this one scene where she's supposed to be running for her life, she doesn't look like she's running for her life. She looks like she's running from butterflies or something equally innocuous. Her response: "I knew you were going to say that!" followed by some nonsense about a mic pack and her shirt, I don't know, I stopped paying attention. I got to see Silent P today too. Twice actually. The first time was when I ran into her in the parking garage at school and she told me that she's a terrible person, which I completely disagree with. I think she's wonderful, and I'm a pretty good judge of character-seriously, check out my friends some time, they all kick ass, I don't fuck around with less than stellar people-so she must be wonderful. I saw her later on when she, Ashleigh, and I went to see their friend Ryan in The Winslow Boy at the Little Theater in Virginia Beach. He was really good, except he didn't get to do much in the second act; apparently The Winslow Boy isn't really about the titular character. Everybody was dressed so nice; Silent P and Ashleigh looked fucking gorgeous. I wish somebody had told me, I look great when you put a nice jacket and some slacks on me. Alright, really I looked pretty fucking good anyway, but still. Yeah, I'm still feeling good and appreciating my own inner kickassitude. I just feel damn good; it's pretty nice. You should try it.