This is where my resolve starts to waver.  Wake up to an empty house (else than Ferris and Beauty and the fishes) with no plans for the day, else than to clean the empty house.

Last night I finished watching the remainder of the Osbournes episodes I bought on DVD. It’s always so depressing when you really get into a show and then – *poof* – it’s over.  Silly as it is, I always get a little sad when a show I really liked and/or have watched for a long time, is over.  Queer as Folk, Sex and the City, Six Feet Under, Sopranos….

I woke up thinking I was going to call my dad and, lo and behold, there was an email from him waiting in my inbox when I logged in.  Weirdness.

Not much to write about considering I just woke up half an hour ago.  Going to try to drag myself to the park for a walk around, even though it’s raining. Gross.

Took my first antibiotic since my stomach’s good ‘n’ empty.  What a weird criteria for taking a pill. Usually, they want you to eat first. 

Of course, I love the freedom of being here by myself and the complete lack of drama, yelling and bubbling resentment.  I just wish I didn’t have to be alone to avoid all that and that it didn’t have to be this way.  *BIG SIGH*