I met a friend of Lauren's a couple day ago, Sherri. She seems to be very nice and fun to talk to. There's a shrine to Robert Smith above her bed and I asked if I could worship and she said I'd have to have sex with her, so I didn't get to worship. Erin gave me her new address in Lubbock today and said she will kill me if I don't write to her, so I better write to her, and stuff. I've been neglecting to write to people because I've felt so bad, but I'm going to start up again and make her a handmade card and write on some pretty stationary to make up for it, and I need to write to Brianna and maybe mail her some xanax or something too.