I've been reading today. Talked with my dad finally. Last week I dreamed that he died! AND so did my sister! I hadn't been able to get ahold of him until today. He called me back. He said he was perfectly alive and all was well. We had a nice conversation. Makes me happy. He's 72. He's not in the best of health but he's plugging along. He lives alone. Sometimes, I wish he didn't.

I am sitting across the table from my friend Cr. She's feverishly doing homework. She's in grad school for occupational therapy. I wrote my penpal an email while I've been sitting here. One of the managers here just ran like a bat outta hell out the front doors to his car. No coat on either. Im wondering if something happened to his daughter or his pregnant wife.

N3 is at his gf's house. Its her birthday. I hope he is having a good time.

My mom and her husband are going to Disney on Thursday. Im jealous. I have zero idea when I'd be able to afford going there again. For a whole month, I have to get the mail and water the plants. That's going to add up quickly!

I've been thinking that it would help if I got a job. But I haven't had one in so long. And last time, I got so confused at all the rules and instructions how to cook this and that. My memory couldn't keep up. Then I think "what about volunteering"? I keep thinking of the humane society for some reason. But then I'd have to deal with them putting animals down. I get so conflicted about this.