So, felt like I should update- but I really do not know what to talk about.

Lets see, worked this weekend. That was a drag. Ummm, Zoey keeps gettin out of her cage on me. I tried to plumpen her up with lots of yogart- but she can still escape. Um, cars running like shit- I just turn the sterio up. My apartment is somewhat less swampy feeling since I got the de-humidifier- I am coughing a bit less. Went out friday of corse. Nothing really unique happened there. Jackie was out- Mia was out- Ummm, ankle is much better. Tattoo is still sore which seems odd.

I am so tired. Just dont get much sleep lately. It has everything to do with the fact that I can not seem to stay asleep more then a couple hours at a time in that apartment- I guess I am just a big chicken. I try so hard not to be scared- but being alone at night brings back that little girl I used to know. This is the first time in , well, at least over 15 years that I have been alone at night. I suppose there were nights here and there- but I am approaching 1 month on my own. I think I have done alright. I dont know.

My hair wont grow. Well, I mean, it is, just not as fast as it seemed to when I was young. I hate it short- I guess I am glad I did it for charity- but I still cant quiet get it all in a pony tail- well, for a second, and then the side pieces fall out. And summer is upon us. Grow!

Could not get a hold of my father on the phone for the holiday yesturday. He is so very hard to reach. Makes me worry. I left him a message- but its not the same.

Goin out to din with the fam for fathers day- red lobster apparently. I have never eaten there- should be good. Possibly I will have salmon- but no one makes it the way I like so- more likely I will have some sort of shrimpy or clam dish. I dont know- I dont like new places. I dont like new things. This is so crazy.