All things are good here.

My mom replied to that email and she's very happy about the Air Force thing. My dad hasn't gotten back to me yet. I may call them this weekend if I have my voice back.

This weekend.

Ugh. I'm going shopping with Emily, so that she can finally get her groceries. I swear that girl has problems. She waits till the very last minute to do things, and whines and complains that she doesn't have enough time. I know I used to be that way too, but the keywords are: used to. I'm not a kid anymore. I've grown up.

But I haven't learned to be more aggressive towards people who drag me down, apparently. I thought Emily has changed over the course of the three weeks she left NEW then came back, but she hasn't. She still asks me for money/food/meds for her stomach that aches all the time. Hello??? You're pregnant with twins. You're bound to have stomach pain.

Chris finally got his schedule for his training for DTV - Direct TV for next Monday. 8:30-5:30. My schedule is 3-midnight. Crazy, man.

I have an appointment today with a specialist regarding my Laryngitist. I'm a bit nervous. My doc said that they'd be numbing my throat in order to stick a small camera attached to a wire... to see what's wrong. I don't report to work till 4pm. The appt itself is at 2:15. I think I'll have enough time, eh? Lauren will be taking me there. Thankfully she knows where the office is at. I have no clue.

Ah, time to go play StarCraft.

Michael Newdow sucks ass, by the way.

Past Five:
12 May 2006 * Workaholic
16 April 2006 * It's Easter!
20 March 2006 * And she comes back
07 January 2006 * Starting over, elsewhere. I think.
02 January 2006 * Face your fears