Tuesday, 27 November, 2007
Dear Diary
So, the crazy preacher guy was talked to by Grandma Thatcher. Her visitor privileges have been suspended, and if we don't find a way to convince him that he's wrong, I'm pretty much outed.
This is so totally not fair.
Hayleigh thinks I should meet the guy and ask him why my grandma would lie to him, and get all dewy-eyed. It might work. It also might cause him to dive over the table and throttle me along with letting him know what I look like.
Jennifer thinks I should out myself first, so that he (and Grandma Thatcher) neither one have anything left to hurt me with -- the problem there is that means that I've hurt myself.
Simone thinks she has a plan, but won't tell me. She talked to the cops about it, though.
Matthew just hugged me tight when he found out. He also said something about vectors and the Oort cloud and Geoffrey Chaucer being deified, but I've learned to just let him ramble when he says things like that. It may be relevant, but no one will understand until after the fact and after much research into what he's rambling about.
Heh.
Courtney