and now it is time to cover issues brought up about in the comments of my last blog:

to blume, yes you indeed have the definition i was thinking of for my 'doppelganger'. because this guy was somewhat like me, and was a total wraith, as you put it. i think you made him up in your mind to haunt and torment me at night. and thank you for saying he was goofier than me, i was beginning to worry.

andy, i believe you are correct about drew barrymore, julia roberts, and mr cusack when it comes to their overrated acting ability. however, they each have a way of starring in very charming movies. barrymore had ever after, cusack had a whole host of cute 80s movies, one crazy summer coming to mind. and for some reason, i happen to love julia roberts in notting hill.

and for travis, my good friend whom i grew up with and whose original nintendo i nearly wore out, i shall tell the tale of which you refer, for the benefit of others. the summer after my freshman year in high school, i went away to a summer camp. there was a girl there, named althea, who had all kinds of nice names for me. she had a very distinct southern drawl, and would often end our social interactions with something to the effect of 'you red headed (s)ucker'. if your imagination will allow you to replace the proper letter for the 's', add in a proper southern drawl, and get in an extra long vowel sound on (s)uuucker, you might be able to understand how amusing this nickname was, and perhaps why travis took off running with it. just a hint, never tell travis anything personal, as he will pick the worst time to bring it out, in front of other people. and he will make fun of you for years. i kid you not, he still teases me about stuff i said when i was like 9. and travis still occasionally refers to me as the edited version of this name. :)

also last night someone was reading over my blog, and asked me about the story behind the connotation that the word 'pensive' has to me, allued to in my last blog entry. and yes, as someone else guessed, it has to do with a girl, as most good stories do. occasionally, i get in a more thoughtful mood, mulling over things in my life, and things about myself. it is quite easy to tell when i am in this mood, as i have never been able to disguise my emotions. so there was this girl. her name was nichole. she had known me for a short time, and managed to figure me out rather quickly. so once she saw me in this state, and said to me, 'dave looks pensive.' she said this every time she saw me in deep thought, so that word always brings back that time for me. turns out, there was nothing really special about the connection we shared. she is able to figure everyone out that quickly, it wasnt just me. and i have never met anyone more aware of who other people are on the inside. she understood other people so well, but understood herself so little. i hope she is doing okay... but yeah. thats what 'pensive' means to me.