dahmer

Well, I had an alright Thanksgiving. Went to my aunts. Talked to my cousin Cannan about music a lot. It was fun. Also talked to my mom. I don't see her all that much. The food was good, but I never eat that much. Not a big eater in general, and then factor in all my fucking stomach problems. Hehe.

Well, I got a call from one of the neighbors earlier. I guess there were some break in on our street last night, so now I'm a little worried to be here alone at my dads. Not TOO long ago, one of my sisters ex-boyfriends (we think it was him) broke in here cause he knew no one was home, and since I dont normally live here, I'd hate to think who ever would try it again while I'm here and every one else is out of town for Thanksgiving. At the least I've got my sawed off and .38 Special!

Not sure why, but I miss Tiffin. I was thinking about it again today. I always think about my street that I lived on, the school across the street, the Washington Street Bridge, my apartment on the second floor with the pourch. I just don't understand why, but I was so happy there. *sigh*

Ok, enough journal ranting. It's time for bed. Good night all. Thanksgiving is over, and now Christmas is right around the corner.