Too Much Stuff

I have a horrible headache, and now I can't sleep. I need to stop by my place tomorrow and refresh my wardrobe, so hopefully, Kate will be out.

Bobby's post about fear, and the other about that kid...I've got to stop reading that or something.

I feel like I'm dragging the whole tone down over here. My bad. Still haven't talked to Alex. So, if Kate says she likes Alex, and Alex won't talk about why she doesn't like Kate, what's going on here? Should I keep my trap shut?
I hear plenty of theoretical advice, but no actual plans....

And if I go ahead and talk to Alex, as Sara suggested I do, I'm pretty sure that'll be it. Luckily, she's been sleeping right through the restless nights I've been having. I'd mention the nightmares, but that'd just bore you.

Here, I'll try to sound more like me.

A cab driver picks up a nun. She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won't stop staring at her.

She asks him why he's staring and he replies, "I have a question to ask you, but I don't want to offend you."

She answers: "My dear son, you cannot offend me. When you've been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything. I'm sure that there's nothing you could say or ask that I would find offensive."

"Well, the problem is, I've got a terminal disease, and before I die, I wanted to fufill a fantasy I've had. I've always wanted to have a nun give me a blow job."

She responds, "Well, my son, since you're dying, perhaps we can work something out under two conditions. You have to be single, and you have to be Catholic."

The cab driver is very excited and says, "Yes, I'm single and I'm Catholic too!"

The nun says, "OK, pull into the next alley." He does and the nun fulfills his fantasy.

But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts laughing. "My dear child," says the nun, "Why are you laughing?"

He stops laughing for a moment and says, "Forgive me sister, but I have sinned, and I've pulled a fast one on you. I'm not dying, I'm married with three kids, and a I'm a Baptist."

The nun says, "Well, the joke's on you, pal. I'm on the way to a Halloween party, and my name's Kevin."

Go see Amy if you want to participate in her evil little question-and-answer session. (I lost a bet.)
How many of you check out each others' blogs, anyway?