CSI is getting more and more twisted and dark. Also, xmule sucks.

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I feel poopy. Friday, Mike and I had a fight. I was worried and stressed out because I had just found out that my dad was in a car accident, and I took it out on Mike. My dad is ok, but it was still pretty scary. He's lucky that he didn't come out with worse than a few bumps and bruises. He was in Alabama on a business trip, and 4 high school wrestling team kids were crammed into a little Kia or something. They ran a red light and hit my dad straight on. Dad was going about 25mph and the kids were going 45mph. Everyone came out OK.

Saturday, I was still feeling really tired, and my jaw was hurting. I'm probably going to have to get a root canal on Monday, fun fun. I took Mike's car and went and picked up some goodies, and then we dropped by Mike's house to check on the animals. Dumb whore Christine finally left Matt, good riddance. She went to Arizona, apparently. Her dumb whore mother decided to take her back. Oh, this is going to be great fun. I give her 2 months before she's back whoring to Matt again. After we left the house, we drove to Riverside Park. We had yummy tuna fish & cheese sandwiches and IBC Creme Soda (the kind that comes in a glass bottle). We watched the kids run around, and laid down on a grass hill together to read. He read Maxim, I read Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons, by Lorna Landvik. I was expecting it to be another dumb grocery store girly book, but it's turning out to be pretty good. In some parts, it reminds me of Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. If the subject matter isn't necessarily something I'd normally be into, the authors character development and empathy with her own characters more than makes up for it. Totally a worthwhile read. Chad called to let us know he was on his way to drop Nathan off, and after he got lost due to Mike's directions (honestly, I'm not sure why I told Mike to give Chad directions in the first place. Chad would have been better of just consulting the Magic 8 Ball. Mike isn't exactly well known for his sense of direction), he finally showed up and dropped off Nathan. We had a great time at the park, and we stayed until it got dark out. By the time we got home, I was in fairly bad pain due to my spine problems and my wretched jaw, so I fell into bed and passed out for a few hours. I woke up in not much better shape, so I stayed up for a few hours and went back to sleep next to Mike. I love sleeping next to him. He's a big snuggly snoring furry farting teddy bear, and he's all mine.

I don't remember waking up this morning. I was in horrible pain all night. I think I slept for about 14 hours, if not more. When I finally woke up, it was almost time for Nathan's nap time, so when he fell asleep so did I. I've been falling in and out of sleep all day today. I just don't feel myself. Mike isn't here right now. He had to go home to take care of things. Understandable, really. I still miss him.

RJ-45 got poison ivy. If there's not one thing going wrong with her, there's another. She's finally not oozing pus from her skin problems, and now her neck is swollen and horrible from poison ivy. wtf? I didn't even know that dogs could get poison ivy.

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