Blargh.

God, I miss my girlfriend. Her brother the abusive nutjob who got sent away is coming for a visit and she has to hang out with him-- am I the only one who sees how flawed the logic of this is? Her mom is insane-- and I won't get to see her for three weeks because...I have no idea, actually; I guess it falls into the crazy mom category. I'm going to try to take her out tomorrow, but I don't know if we'll have the time. Ergh. The only good thing about this is that said brother is an otter furry so I get to call him Mr. 13 behind his back.

I miss my Noah, too. I haven't seen him in ages and I have two burned CDs and a book to give him. We need to go see a stupid movie and eat Chinese food and...stuff. Anything. I'm so tired of him not having time for me. It totally isn't his fault; he honestly has no time to see me. Again, crazy mother stuff.

I've been talking to Jame on the phone and pretending he's my friend Vicky because my dad would flip if he knew. I've been talking to Vicky, too, but I couldn't contact her today for some reason...oh well, I'll send an e-mail. The point is that I wish Mr. 13 would stay in Arizona and that Noah wasn't busy and that Jame didn't live in Georgia and that Vicky would return my calls and that I could just hang out with my friends. I miss people, man.

In other news, I'm starting to like Firefox. Damn you people.