Ok. So I tried doing this once but the fking diary didn’t save it so I'm trying it again only I'm typing it on word so I can c/p and if I loose it again I’ll curse a few more times, only this time I’ll still have it an not have to type it again. Until 5 min. ago today wasn’t a bad day nor was it a good day. It was one of those rare neutral days where it can go either way. Surprise I think the bad just out weighted the good when the site didn’t save my entry. The Good - - - 1. I went to the gym today. 2. I made an appointment to get waxing done. 3. I went to the bank. Deposited my check and picked up new deposit slips. 4. I balanced my check book and found an extra $36.99. 5. I wore my new capris to work today and they looked bangin’. 6. I lost ½ a pound since last week. 7. I got my laundry done, which I’ve been putting off for 2 days. 8. I finished writing 3 letters so I can mail them out tomorrow. 9. I got an e-mail from that friend of mine. 10. I got to look at pictures from a friends trip to the church of bones in Budapest (I think.) The Bad - - - 1. This damn diary didn’t save this entry the first time and I had to retype it. 2. I had to put up with lots of asshole people at work today. Not just teenagers but adults as well. 3. I only lost ½ a pound since last week. 4. I made an appointment to get waxing done at 11:30 in the morning tomorrow. 5. I just realized that I barely have any money saved up for winter and most of it is going to go towards clothing and gas for the school year. So I'm not really going to get a break at all from working this year. 6. I'm nervous about seeing “my friend” this coming week and I don’t know why. 7. I'm pissed at my brother because he apparently likes pussy more than his family. He’s blowing off a family trip to Knobles this Sunday to look at wedding halls with his girlfriend. They’re thinking of getting married in the spring. I only just realized how much I missed him. I don’t think I’ve spent more than 5 min. talking to him at a time in the last four years. I think- no, I KNOW Chad is closer to me than my own flesh and blood is. Chad could probably recite things about me verbatim that my brother couldn’t even guess. And the really sad thing is Chad and I have only been good friends for like 3 years. Joe and I have been brother and sister all our lives. It wasn’t this painful when I realized Maggie and Bridget knew me better than Joe did, because they were my sisters. But this, this is insulting to the family that my brother can be replaced and not even care. 8. See number 7. 9. See number 8. 10. I forgot my watch at home so work seemed to drag on forever. 11. I'm tired, and its late, and I have to get up soon and start this whole damn process over again. Over all analysis of today on a scale of 1-20, one being the worst, twenty being the best. I’d say today was about a 12. Its weird. I don’t know why I'm nervous about seeing “him.” I miss him. I know that much, but I just can’t shake this feeling of “OmG am I doing the right thing?” Help! ~The Good, The Bad, The Worried