Now I'm Here and I Don't Know Why

You know how when You were little, your parents would go out on dates and such and leave you at your house with a rather strange person. Things were especially hard if You knew mom and dad would come home acting funny; they were going to a place you didnt' want them to. It didn't matter how much fun You would have later, what mattered was right then, that You couldn't be with them THEN. It didn't matter that they would be home earlier. As a kid your parents are your security, but now she's my security. I feel like a kid again when she's gone, and she's going to that place I don't want her to...again.

Yes, I'll complain about this every single time until I don't have to anymore...Oh well.

It's Friday and I'm beginning to want friends. I'm okay for 5 weeks, but suddenly, I feel lame. I want them but I don't. New ones are shit. I talked to my wife about it tonight. We're going to arrange a weekend for him to come get me or meet me somewhere before christmas for a weekend. That would be like, the best thing ever! I'm so excited about it already. Heh.

I guess i've stopped reading. My interest is lost again. I'd rather DL music or rot my brain with tv, or find other ways to occupy my time.

My father should buy me alcohol....but that's not a very ideal way to occupy time now is it?

Guess I'll hop in bed in half an hr. or so...or I won't. No clue.

The myspace "you're pretty" messaged me again today. What a weirdo. I'm gunna end up being a myspace victim.

*It Feels Like Forever*