Now, don't everyone get their panties in a twist. Aight? We all know this is my rant page. When I'm pissed, I write on here so I don't take out a wall or my favorite stuffed animal. Granted, last night was rough, mainly due to the influence of parents that love to play mindgames without you even realizing you're the pawn- I guess that is the ultimate of strategy, eh? Maybe not even parents, just parent. Meh. Family issues that are as old as the hills shouldn't bother anyone- they may have fucked you up, but don't let them bring you down, right? Right.

John, Matt and Naomi, in order of whn I spoke to you, or vice-versa, thank you. *shakes head* I sometimes think that people come out of the woodwork to show support for strangers, and it makes me relieved that not everyone is as selfish and cruel as I have come to believe. John, just talking to you last night, joking around and being goofy, you creepy old man!!, thanks. I needed it.

Matt, what can I say? You crack me up. That comment about fighting had me staring, then cracking a smile, then laughing like crazy! You boosted my confidence and helped me laugh at the same time. Thanks. It makes a difference when someone you know and care about reminds you that you're -worth- caring about. heh PS. Are you feeling Italian or Chinese tonight? (Panera! Panera!!)heheh

Naomi, you are always there. I can treat you like shit, or treat you not at all, and you are always there. Girl, you should be awarded some kind of sainthood or something. How do I nominate someone for that?? I'm so sorry, hun. I am a horribl person sometimes, we both know this. And when I get stressed, I break down even more. One of these days, I'm going to get enough money and time, and head down there so I can see your crazy hair. hehe Thanks for caring, woman.