this friday its been 7 years since my dad came to the camper in Michigan for me to live with him. I'm glad i got out of the situation, but at the same time, I wish he would have left me there. I want to move out. my dad calling me at 11 because im at moms for dinner and demanding me home pissed me off tonight. I had a dream about my uncle in iraq, or at least im pretty sure it was about him. all i remember was i was sitting in a field of white crosses, crying under a tattered american flag. and the death toll reaches 2000. thanks for stirring the pot mr. bush. roxie went to the vet today. shes truly a fatass. 8.6 lbs. the vet said she looked good, and laughed when i jumped when she got scared by the shot. shes got to get a baby tooth that never fell out pulled. that makes me nervous...she has to be put under for that and im a nervous mom. thats all for now.