I signed my own guestbook
2002-04-24 / 7:32 p.m.

I think it's the second time I did it. *sigh*

Today is my sisters 34th birthday. She's depressed beyond belief. She said she's old now, her marriage sucks and she has no kids. I told her she's young enough to find someone else. Hey, so maybe I shouldn't say that since they've only just begun the counseling, but I'm her sister and if I can't say it then who can? I would support her either way. She's not too old to start over.

I've got a headache. Thug was supposed to be gone when I got home but instead I found him asleep in bed. I rushed home for nothing. I'd wanted to call GS and seduce him over the phone. He had this procedure today where they put a scope down his throat. He said it was no big deal. But he called me earlier and made jokes about needing me to take care of him. I thought perhaps he was warming up to me again. I thought maybe... well I just thought, that's all.

Ring ring ring. I keep looking at the phone.

Next Monday is Boogers 9th birthday. Gosh, where did the time go? Me and my parents are taking her and a few friends to Chuck E. Cheeses. I thank God that the pizza has somewhat improved over the years.

Headache.

Sleepy, lazy. I've still got WalMart bags in my trunk. I bought the Travis CD at Target. I had to make a quick stop there after WalMart because I realized I'd forgotten my sisters birthday card. Usually I get her clothes but I don't think she likes half of what I give her, so this time I bought her a plant in a smiley face mug and a $40 gift certificate to WalMart. So creative, I know. I'm the boring sister I guess.

I'm just too friggin tired tonight.