We had to dissect a tapeworm lymph node in science class today. It was pretty disgusting, especially after I dared Wally Meadows to eat part of it and he totally did.

Larry has been trying to get me into tanning matchbook covers for ages, so I gave it a shot. After a few tries, though, I'm pretty depressed with it.

After school, I usually hang out with my friends, unless they ask me if I want to do drugs. Then I say, "I like you, but I don't like drugs. Let's do long division instead!" That usually cures my problem of having any friends.