I have a lot to cover, so I'll give you a brief summary of the contents:

1) Enjoyable times

2) Brittni

3) Debating with KathleenD

4) Something

Friday night, 2 AM, waiting for the movie to finish rendering. Knowing that I would have to be up again in 5 hours. Ouch.

Saturday morning, I woke up at the unearthly hour of 7 AM, to the delightful sound of my Dad telling me to take a shower. I hate taking showers when I'm tired. Especially in the morning. Well, I hate doing just about anything in the morning. 8 AM, very hungry, but ready to go. My sister and brother-in-law arrived at approximately 8:15, and we set off for the hour long drive. I tried to sleep, but the presence of my niece quickly dispatched that thought. Have you ever noticed how much more annoying everything is in the morning? 9:30, we arrive at a charming place, a Mennonite Restaurant. We make our way in the door, and are greeted by a girl telling us we have to wait 40 minutes before we can eat. Excellent, I wasn't hungry anyways. I only hadn't eaten for 18 hours. We wandered through the crowded gift store, perusing the collection of handmade ornmaents, finding cute pictures on the back of calendars, and hearing name after name called up to the front, to be seated, in a pleasant male voice. Every thirty seconds. For 15 minutes. Luckily, it seems that time passes faster within that store, and it was only 15 minutes before our name rang throughout the store. At exactly the time my brother-in-law had decided to step out. I meandered in a running fashion towards the exit, happily finding him quickly. We both casually dashed over to the restaurant entrance again, and were finally seated. The table was at a good height, though leg space was limited. A waiter greeted us, pouring out coffee and tea. I was offered neither, that's alright though, tea is only my favourite drink ever. I got a glass of compliementary apple juice. Yum. Cold drinks really get me going. Unlike that warm glow that spreads outwards when you drink a nice mug of tea. Oh no, I hate that sensation, absolutely awful. I would much rather have my insides frozen, it feels great. My sister rose to get her food from the buffet, while my bro and I stayed to watch after my niece. It was enjoyable to sit there, smelling the food, watching people eat. I wasn't really all that hungry. My sister returned, and I left. To the food. Mmm.....Food. It was the classic breakfast food, but so much better. Waffles that crunched when you bit into them, but were soft and fluffy on the inside. Hash browns cooked to a crisp. Sasauge, prepared the day before by a local farmer. Ham. Pancakes. Whipped cream. Real whipped cream. Cinnamon bun, Apple something, coffee cake, raspberry turnover. Ahhh....10:30, driving towards St. Jacobs Market. Walking through crowds of people, enjoying the smells of fresh vegetables and meat. Free samples abound. Of firestick pepperetes. Maybe I should emphasize, FIREstick PEPPERettes. Cheap candy. That tasted like bananas. They were actually supposed to be smarties. Cherries....mmm....1:30, heading home. Tried to sleep. Nothing. More to the point, something besides nothing. 2:30, still not hungry, skipped lunch. Got home. 3:30, tried to watch Return of the Slime Monster. Found out the disk had many errors. Had to re-render movie. 4:00, still trying to figure out the proper settings. 4:30, rendering got started. Approximate time....one hour and twenty minutes. 5:30, still waiting impatiently, watching the clock. Tried reading, was too nervous and tired. Went outside and got lectured about getting a job. 5:50, went back inside, for supper. Checked back at computer, 5 minutes remaining. 6:00, checked somputer again, finished rendering. Got burning process started. Noticed that it was going to take half-an-hour, because I had rendered it with the wrong settings. Got nervous, because I had to leave in half-an-hour. 1\2 hour later, still working. 6:40, completed, got out of house, drove to Bonvanies. 7:05. arrived. Almost forgot my CD's. Actually forgot candy. Talked for 10 minutes. 7:15, left for hospital. 7:40, arrived at hospital. Johnathon and I ran inside, leaving the others in the dust. Got to Brittni's room, but she was sleeping. Tried to be quiet, succeded until others arrived. Brittni woke up, was happy to see us :). Discovered I had forgetten the CD's in the Bonvanie's van. Luke, Johnathon, and I, went to go get it. Yeah, overkill. I got lost on the way out. Went down to the parking lot, wandered around, went back up, found Luke, and then Johnathon. Made our way outside. Johnathon ran to get the CD, while we waited\hid behind a tree. Got found because Luke tried some spy moves. Went back to Brittni's room. Watched movie, which was error-free :D. Had a good time laughing. Got told off by a mean nurse. Ignored her. Stayed 1\2 hour past visiting hours, until Mrs. Bonvanie finally found us(I wasn't the only one that got lost that day :)). Said our goodbyes and exited. Went to the Bonvanies. Had a killer time. I died. Ha, funny joke. No, I lived. Went home.

This is for you, Brittni.

It was a warm summer night, you know, the kind that you want to last forever. The stars were shining brilliantly, the sun just under the horizon. A small bird chirpped out it's last farewell song, and flew off, through the night, to it's little nest, just outside a large blue house. Within that house, a boy sat, stunned with the news. Of all the people, could it be?

Um, I'm really not feeling this. I'm going to try a different style.

It hit him with a force that could not be matched. It was just a few, small words, but they seemed to be repeatedly stabbing through his chest and heart. He got out of his chair, slightly unsteadily. It wasn't supposed to happen to her. This was the stuff of nightmares, the stuff that stories are told of. How could this happen to his friend, one who he held on to so tightly? He could barely imagine a world without her, a world where that smile and laugh were silent and still. He sat down again, and his fingers flew. He reached out, he looked for comfort, he sent those words which conveyed his fear. His heart cried out in terror at the possibilities, and his fingers recorded it, packaged it into neat little words, and sent it to some of his closest friends. Some words came back to him, and he paled at the meaning. He searched out for hope, and he found it in his friends, friends who had that same pain, that same fear. The love that they had for her bonded together, and as one, they prayed. Fear gave way to hope, and hope brought comfort.

Brittni, thank you, for everything you have ever said to me, and all that we have ever done together. I can't wait until you are back up to full health. I will continue to pray for you.

Now, Kathleen :P.

Dang, I'm tired. I can't really think. Man, this sucks. Alright, well, I'm not doing anything tomorrow anyways. I'll talk about it then.

Goodnight. I'm pretty sure this post was not quite lucid, but make what you can of it.