I should be working right now. Well, actually I'm on my lunch break so no big deal but it's weird to be in work mode and then try to think about diary stuff. I'm thinking about making this friends only. I don't like the idea that people in my family know about this and could at anytime decide to read it. But the downside to that is that I won't meet anyone new. I don't know, it's something to mull over. I fell asleep last night thinking about the movie "The Royal Tenenbaums". I really liked that movie. The best part was when Margot was in bathtub watching tv. Anyway, thinking about the movie reminded me of when I was a kid I used to fill old two-liter bottles with water and beads and make tornadoes or I would try all day long to trap my voice in a bottle. Then I was convinced that if my mom would let me have a glass bottle it would work because the plastic must have been letting the sound out. She never let me have a glass bottle to test my theory. She also never told that it wouldn't work. We used to have one of those humungous satellite dishes, the ones that pick up everything, even Mexican TV. It had this weird remote. One day I watched a show on fx about panning for gold in a stream. We didn't have a stream but I figured I could get the water hose and pan the dirt in the backyard. Great idea except that we had clay soil. I spent an entire day out in the sun looking for gold. Both my parents and my older sister saw me doing this. They failed to inform me that I was wasting my time or that I was turning beet red from sunburn. Two examples of my family dynamic. If your doing something wrong find out for yourself, even if it's the hard way, even if you hurt yourself, even if I could help you by saying "Hey, darlin, panning for gold in clay soil just ain't smart".