Dear Diary, Well, that was fun feeling better yesterday. No, today was okay truthfuly, but then I got home and my mood plummeted. Let me tell you what I did today: Woke up Babysat Babysat my nephew; we both took naps. Woke up Babysat Went to the store Locked the keys in the car (and got "yelled" at by my mom because of it) Went home Babysat Cried Yeah. I don't think I left anything out. Now I'm at my dad's office. Ugh. I HATE not having internet. I hope we get it installed soon... But even then, it'll be dial-up on a crappy computer, until at least January. Gah. Cassie still hasn't called me. Whatever. I didn't need a best friend anyway... I hope my sister will let me go to Charlie's soon. I'm going to get a LARGE MINT SHAKE with EXTRA OREOS. No battle. Then I will get a good movie at Flick's (romantic comedy, I have very little comedy in my life, and I sure as heck don't have any romance!), go home, get comfy, and watch my movie while I stuff my face with ice cream and highly buttered popcorn. Ahh. That's the life. Well, it's MY life--my idea of a good time. Speaking of which, I wish I had a book. My niece drove me CRAZY tonight. She REFUSED to listen to ANYTHING I said. I told her to stay downstairs. She started climbing up the stairs. I told her to sit down. She ran into the other room. I told her she couldn't ask me for any more water. She kept asking me. GAHHHH!!! Three-year-olds are impossible. For that matter, so are one-and-a-half-year-olds. And five-year-olds. Egads. Little kids are So Stressful. Well, this entry is pointless. Sorry. Love, Lisa Ann P.S. I'm serious--if anyone knows a nice guy looking for a semi-nice girl, send him my way. I wouldn't mind at all... ;)