Renee and I are fine now. See...not fighting. Everyone seems so intent on having us drop the subject, that they kept it going far after we already had. Gotta love it.
Aaaaand my little brother Dylan is missing. If it's not one thing, it's another. I am going to rip out my hair, stick it on a doll or something, and burn it. I don't know why, it just seems like a stress reliever.
I want my brother :(