March 19, 2002 :: 8:30 a.m.
it's too early in the morning for this shit
I wasn't supposed to be up yet. I was supposed to get up at 10:30, which would have given me plenty of time to get to my grandma's. *sigh* Turns out my dad is bleeding pretty badly (due to the cyst he had removed yesterday) and needs to go to the hospital, so it's wakey, wakey for little Amanda. Boo. Someone needs to take Adam to work, which is fine, but christ all mighty, it's 8 o' clock in the morning. Give me a little prior notice or something. Although I guess in this case it couldn't be helped, which is fine, because I don't care about doing it... it just hurts me so badly to be up right now. Ow. My heart. It's thumping out of rhythm, and oh! my eyes are blinded.
Only they're not, because it's another foul day out. Woo. The weather here needs to stop. The first day of spring is a few days away and it looks like January outside. Note to weather: Fix yourself, bitch.
In other news, it's Day 4 of the diet and all is going well. I haven't weighed myself yet, but I've been keeping track of calories and things, and as far as I can tell I've been quite good. Not nearly as hard as it's been in the past, either.
Meh. I have to take a shower before I leave, so I should probably go do that. My mom is letting me take her car, which almost makes up for the fact that I was roused at 8 a.m. - I love driving my mom's car. It's so much better than mine. Anyway. Cheers.
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