Here I sit on another lovely day. Not losing any more weight. Not feeling so well. Not being very active. I wrote a letter to DMV. Maybe the mailman will pick it up today. If it isn't too late. I don't really want to see her again. Not really. Well maybe. Her and Wen sure do come around when they need me. They usually disappear when it's my turn. Oh well. I don't care anymore. I need to do laundry today. Lots and lots of laundry. I feel rather pig-ish lately. My room's a mess. My clothes are all worn and dirty. My head itches. "A hoes a hoes a hoe." SEB has strep-throat. I hope she didn't get it from me. I hope I don't have it. Her and J are having problems. I expected that. I always do. Two people cannot get along wonderfully forever. It just doesn't happen. Well not usually. I have 15 more days until my Birthday. All I want is to get 'lit.' That's the only gift I really want. I think I'll save 50$ and give myself a treat. I don't have much to say today. I'm working on a story. Well sort of. I'm just writing whatever comes to mind actually. Waiting for my grand character. I played the Powerball yesterday. I didn't win. I imagine some 90 yr old billionare won. Someone who doesn't need the money as desperately as I do. For shame. I'm not in the mood for anything anymore. Not in the mood for partying. Or drinking. Or smoking. Well blazing, but that's a whole different story. Just not in the mood. This summer has been a complete bust. A complete waste of time. I think I'm going to go take a nap. Done for now.