Thursday Should Be Part of the Weekend

It's Thursday. What does that mean?! nothing. Except that Friday is tomorrow. --big sigh--

My dad will be here in 2 days. Am I freakin' out?! more and more every single day. I wonder how much of seven years missed you can make up for in a week. I guess he is nervous too (my step-mom told my aunt thats what he told her). So that makes my nerves a little calmer. a little. He hasn't shaved in six months. Something my granddad is convinced he is doing because "of those drunks he hangs out with. You just know they sit around all day repeating themselves and telling stories"... ummm Granddad... you do that sober. hate to break it to you. But moral of that story is.. my dad is going to look like.. a cave man. wonderful.

My mom got me charms for my bracelet.. yay. They are on their way.

I LOVE this song
and Old Dan says this song describes me

I am tired. mentally. My birthday is also in five days. I'm sure the stress will pass at the exact moment I have my first birthday beer. Or any beer for that matter. They have been goin down quite nicely lately.

Casey and I are going to Wendy's again for lunch. Maybe we will run into the Wendy's lady!!! (I know, every lady who works there can be described as the "Wendy's lady"... but this particular one.. with the eye-liner.. I hope I see her) Maybe I'll get a picture.

hmmm what else is new?.... thinking... thinking... thinking...

My hair is straight for the first time in two weeks. I know, exciting.

Other than that.. I guess I don't have much to say. I know... dissappointing. I'm not doin very well today. Maybe it's because I am hungry... or... I "quit" smoking all morning (in other words, I am out of cigarettes) or I haven't had coffee today.. I think I'll do that now.

HAVE A GOOD DAY, DAMNIT!!!