time to sleep

Just got out of the shower and I should be in bed, but the computer has a siren call.

Went to see Geoff & Deb's new house. It's awesome with wood floors and lots of windows. I can't believe they got such a great place for a decent price. It has a cute little kitchen, neat green tiles in the shower, and an enormous porch.

The woman who lived there before was a little wacko, and she left a few things behind. A hammock, a tire, an extremely ugly painting of hers. (seriously, i mean a hideous waste of expensive canvas unbearably bad) She also left a large ice chest in the garage, filled with empty beer bottles, antacid, clean mens underwear and hardcore porno magazines. Deb and I are considering just burning the whole thing.

The cats, Humphreys and Big Guy, seem to love the place. We were worried that they wouldn't make the move well. They sit in the windows and bask, happy cat smiles of contentment.

I wish I had a house that cool. Now I should go to bed, cause I'm going to get up and have my new car stereo installed at noon. (Thanks Dad!) I just want to stop coughing and hurting, damn sickness. Goodnight.

the sound

Oh, I have a working stereo in my car! You don't understand it has been so long, and I just dislike driving in silence, driving in general. But now there is a radio and a cd player and I can sing along! Oh the joy. It's a little thing and silly, but it has made my day.

I talked to my mother this afternoon and ran errands for her as she is ill too. (I am feeling much better) Seems that things with my father are worse than I imagined, and for the first time in my life I'm scared that I could lose him. I don't know how to deal with this right now, I'm trying not to think to hard or worry. It's so stressful. Things have been hard on my family, and we're finally at a point where my parents could say they've accomplished something and they should be happy... but they aren't. Something is wrong and I don't know what to do.

I don't want to stay home and think about this, but I can't reach anyone by telephone. Guess I'll drive down to Metro and sit there for a while. Though I will be tempted to smoke. Damn. I need to sit down and think about the letter P. sent to me. I read it last night in the bath tub, and I cried so hard I thought my chest would break. I just don't know what to do about anyone anymore.

I've been thinking and thinking, and nothing gets any easier...

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"...dreaming that someday I will wake up with you beside me with all of your love inside me so when I'm gone it guides me on everywhere I go you know I take you with me..."