I am sitting in my bed, under my covers right now. I'm basically wide awake, but I have a sneaking suspicion that this is going to become overtired in a little while. I had my nightly conversation with Tony about five hours ago and he should be getting up to go to work at the shop in about a half hour. My mother is apparently off from work today and may or may not be going to the shore with her friend Judy. Tracy and I may also be off to the shore today. We are not so sure about the shore. Ha ha! Yikes, overtired threshold equals bad pun. I'll remember that one later on. The sun is coming up and Tracy is out somewhere for a run. I'm sure that Maddison is crawling back into bed and B is leaving for the shore or just getting there with her family. I have to call my father later on, when I think that he won't be busy, which is never lately, and tell him that Tony's graduation is on Thursday. It's so much notice that I don't know what I will possibly do with all the time. If you didn't note any of that sarcasm, then shame on you times about 2,487,543,098,758,349,752,397.7! That was saturated with disdain and it was beautiful and don't you forget it! So, Michael Jackson died today, along with Farrah Fawsett. I know I spelled her last name wrong. I'm sorry. What a sad day, huh? I mean, my dad bought me the Thriller CD because I wouldn't stop singing that song when I was little. Even now it's still hard to get me to not sing that song, though Snuff from Slipknot is a very close second. You can all thank Cody for that one, but apparently I suck and I will never sing it so people can hear me, so I suppose that you really should thank him for that part of the situation. I know that this is a clusterfuck of random thoughts that are just pouring from my fingertips, but it's better than the silent treatment that you have been getting, I'm certain about that. I just added the word clusterfuck to my laptop's dictionary. It's gaining personality. I love that. Now, I am starting to feel tired. I'm going to try to close my eyes and dream of my dear sweet angel all the way in Massachusetts.
*Maura

Have you ever thought about how you can't help what you think? After you thought that, have you thought that what you think makes you a bad person? After you thought that, did you ever think that maybe you don't deserve the people in your life, or that they could do better? It breaks my heart and I can't make it go away. I am being such a little annoying emotional mess right now and I know it. I just want it to stop. Please help me. I'm almost to the point of pulling a Miley and Mandy "Doo Doo Doo Life is good!" I don't want to have to resort to that! Okay, I'll admit that made me smile a bit. Those girls are genius. I should go thank them. I will. Things aren't as bad as they seem. I'm going to go beat that into my head now.
~Martini