Hi. i miss my diary.

My best friend from highschool is going to be here in a few weeks with her new husband and i get to go out with them ~ on a Saturday night!

Other than that, my sweet baby is touchy and grouchy and i just can't win this week. i try to be the same as i have been and pick on him and be silly but it just gets a sad face and sulking. i never realized men got a PMS equivalent, but he does. Troy, at work, says he gets it too, and so does his boyfriend.

Oh, well . . . i'm just going crazy here with no one to talk to and my neck is killing me and i want to cry from the stress but i can't.

Ian is still here and i hope he stays. He is such a great guy and it's been a blast having him so far and i don't see it getting anything but better.

i guess i'm just having a generally crappy day and i can't seem to do anything right for anyone. Not too bad for most, neutral for some, but downright awful for the rest.

i dunno, this is stupid to be complaining like this. No one cares. i have it so good i should never complain.

i think i'll go to bed now. Maybe i'm just tired.

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confessed on Monday, Feb. 04, 2002