Word of the Day: cracker-barrel So JD and I decided to stay living with his mother because we're still too poor. Damn it. I was so looking forward to having my own place to arrange and put things and be comfortable in. However, on a note of being comfortable in a place, JD's mom leaves tomorrow for Houston again. She sees the doctor on Monday to schedule the second surgery probably for Wednesday. JD's uncle Dave from California is flying in to be there, so we don't have to go, thank goodness. I think we're all less worried this time around because things went fine last time. Hopefully she won't be leaving her finances in an utter mess and not telling anyone about it. But I guess we'll see about that, eh? Other than the above information, I don't know anything else about the ordeal. I don't even know for sure that she's leaving tomorrow. But I hope she is, though, because she started smoking stuff again this past week, whether it be cigarettes or grass I know not, and it makes my head ache. Any road, since she's leaving again, we'll have the house to ourselves. Yessssssss. We got inspected yesterday at work. I suppose it must have gone well because Mr. Rolland was in a good mood yesterday. I don't know if I've mentioned this, but a month or so ago they hired two people to be in sales with Donna, one named Darlene and one named Beata [which is a freakin awesome name]. Since Monica left, Beata's been learning a bit about the front desk, and she's thinking they're going to put her as our manager. Which is awesome because I'm getting really tired of Anetra acting like she's above the other desk clerks [but not me, she acts like my equal, to my face at least] and bullying the people she doesn't like. No one feels like they can talk to Anetra about stuff, but they can talk to Beata because she's really personable and empathetic. I would be happy with her as my manager because from what I've seen her do, she doesn't shunt off her work to other people, she wants to learn to do stuff, and she helps out when she can. This is just my first impression, however. I always tell myself, when I'm trying to decide how a person is, to remember that I liked Nicole for a couple of days and thought she would do well, and she turned out to be a cutthroat, backstabbing witch. Chris [our friend Chris whom we've known since high school] had his babeh Fletcher on 31 August. We went to see him that evening, I think [this is sad, this was last week and I can't remember it]. I thought he was cute as far as newborns go. We'll see in a month or so how he looks then. I really don't know why I mentioned that. I guess I'm just exceptionally slow to realize, or, rather, acknowledge, that life progresses and we all grow up. Two of my three best friends from high school are married. Even Chris, who's a moron, isn't a moron anymore. He's responsible [to an extent], and he's a father. I guess I'm just having a hard time accepting the fact that eveyrone, not just me, is growing up and starting life for real. JD and I got our own phone plan a few weekends ago. We had been on a family plan with his mom, but we decided it was time to start getting things in our name for when we move out, whenever that will be. We both got free upgrades, so we both got new phones. I like JD's phone better than I like mine, but I'm getting used to it. I like the fact I can download real music ringtones, and I even downloaded a picture of Rock Lee to set as my background. So, I have to admit, I'm satisfied with it, as opposed as I was to the change. It's really shameful how I've not been writing. I'll try to remedy my mistake.