Honestly, I'm not doing so hot. Guess I got whatever is going on at school. Lots of runny noses and coughs. And believe me they love coughing on you, and you just take it, you know.

Its like, hey, I'm doing ok. I ain't sick. And then its like you're in a daze and you feel the floor climbing out from under you.

Naturally, Kate's still on her little dinner kick with Dylan and Hope. Yeah, this chick that she thinks is perfect for him. And Dylan is so damn quiet. Its like he wasn't even there other night. I don't know how she can say that if was the perfect dinner party. Ok, she didn't burn anything. That doesn't count. All she did was make dip and I chopped up most of that raw broccoli for her. She got a roasted chicken from the deli. Yeah, a real homecooked dinner.

She says next time she'll actually make something. I hope she doesn't have some big thing planned for the Super Bowl. All I want is to relax and order pizza. Just her and me. That's all I need.

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