aponia

I'm in Joisey at the moment.

We stayed goofing off with the boys mom too long, so we decided to crash here.

We went to see my pa earlier. He was a bit cold when we first arrived. I have no idea why. He eventually warmed up and was his normal self, but he had a serious bug up his butt for the first two hours. Its hard for me to stay mad at him though, no matter how much he pisses me off, because I can't bare to think about him in that house alone all the time. And I do miss him quite often.
Its still weird to go home and not have my mom there. Its like everything is the same, and she's just away, but I know thats not the case. In the back of my head I'm waiting for her to come back. It all doesn't seem final. Maybe its some subconscious coping mechanism, and this is the reason why I don't go hysterical everyday.

There isn't a day, an hour, that goes by and I don't think about her.

I have a million things on my mind, but I don't feel like getting into anything. I ripped out the sleeve I started for my sweater because it was insanely big. I'm not sure why they made it so big. I'm going to have to figure out a way to tweak it smaller.

Work has kicked my ass and I need a day to sleep late. too bad that day isn't going to come. Grumble. I NEED A NAP DAMNIT!!!

I have a rant about the Philadelphia Weekly and knitting....remind me to get into it later. too tired to talk about it now.

I need a new and exciting picture.

Yawn.