I wish I didn't get so excited about Christmas. What is so great about overly expensive things that were bought with stress in mind? Daddy is all promising me a car, but all I'd like is a nice blanket, a puppy, and a new CD. Any recommendations? I am talking to dead air, since I started this journal over again. I don't have any friends. Maybe ( Read more... )

Jack took me to the outlet mall near our houses so I could get cookies, since I have been craving them. They're just right with black coffe watching the snow blitz on down. More like clouds sneezing snow, but still. Jack just teased my foot and held my hand because that is what I like ( Read more... )

I've lounged home today, ate some crackers & drank some juice. Dr. Phil is my companion. Can you imagine what people would thank about him if he were better looking? I feel sorry for his son though because all he does is mirror his father, even in the books he writes.

My eyelids itch & my feet are cold & I want some sleep.