today scooby and i went to see peter pan. it wasn't too bad, but it certainly would have been much better had we both been about 9 years younger. it also would have been better had we not been the ONLY people in the ENTIRE THEATRE! it was kind of creepy actually. granted it was a monday and the movie was at 1:00, but still, you'd think that there would have been at least ONE other person, but no. it was just us. and it was FREEZING in there. i guess they rely a lot on body heat or something.

my numbers have been so crappy as of late and i have no idea why. i'm fine and then one day WHAM! suddenly they're all above 11 and i can't get it lower no matter what i do. in fact i once took some insulin to bring my blood down a bit, but instead of bringing it down, it actually went up, which pretty much defies several laws of physics and chemistry and astronomy and calculus and all other sorts of things. and then to combat feelings of frustration and such, i have just eaten nearly a full bar of sugar free white chocolate. (which is not entirely my favourite and i feel slightly ill now.)

i haven't talked to aaron for ages. sigh. then again, three days feels like ages. but it has actually been longer than that. let's see, it's been... hmmm. when did i talk to him last? i think i may have talked to him sometime after Christmas but before new year's. possibly. ok, so it really actually has been ages since i've talked to him. i misses him. i dreamt about him last night. and the night before that actually. although last night it was him, but it wasn't. in the dream, i knew that it was him, but it didn't look like him. can't remember if he sounded the same or not. perhaps it was him when he's older or something like that. it was a really odd dream too. in the beginning he became sort of like the infected people in 28 days later, and so he died, but then time rewound and him and i made a choice and so rather than just him dying, everyone else died so that we could be together. the dream of the night before was much more simple. it consisted entirely of hugging and sitting very closely to each other. not much talking, just sitting.

my ears are sore. i really need to stop agravating them and just let the stupid things heal. sheesh. so first of all i got a helix done and then before that had completely healed (it still hasn't completely healed) i punched another hole myself. and before either of the two holes have healed i stretched all of my 6 lobe piercings. now the middle ones are a 14g and the first ones are in between 16g and 14g and the third ones are a 16g now. i don't think i'll ever get them big enough to start wearing plugs. i think just to 14g each. but we'll see. i may stretch the first ones bigger. my mum said that if i ever got them big enough to put plugs in she would refuse to look at me ever.

and i do believe that i forgot to tell you all about my new year's rescue story. well, it's not my story i suppose, but i am the one telling it, so that counts for something. anyway, jen's brother mike was also at fortress for new year's and one of mike's friends decided that he wanted to do a bit of night skiing. so at 10:00 he grabbed his skis, or snowboard, i'm not entirely sure, and started hiking up the hill. about half way up (why on earth you would want to hike up a mountain just so that you could ski down in the pitch black and knock yourself unconscience with the aid of a well placed tree i have no idea) he heard someone calling for help. turns out there was someone who had been forgotten on the chair lift at 4:00 when the hill closed and had been there ever since. and it was FREEZING out! absolutely freezing. and windy. so if the guy (who's name is matt i think) hadn't found him, the poor guy would have either frozen to death or broken both legs and probably his back trying to jump off the chair lift. the snow was really quite hard, the little bit that there was.

and now i must dash because i am being yelled at by both other family members just at the moment and i think it would be wise not to agravate them further. very scary they both can be when agravated.