Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Depressed. But I'm not sure completely why. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night. Caramel woke me up, so I had to clean out his kennel. And then I kept having these dreams... like someone was chasing me. Or hunting me, or something like that. I didn't like it.
And then, near the end, someone told me to drive to Gunnison, but mom was standing in the middle of the road between Lorenzo and Peetz. So I had to stop, pick her up, and drive her back home. Needless to say, I didn't drive to where I was told to.
Not that I can legally do that, anyway. I have nearly ten months to go before I can, among other things.
And my appetite is gone. Again. :( Still no computer.
I'll be working Thursday as a cook-in-training at Buffalo Point. And I think I have to work only two more days at Perkins, this Saturday and Sunday.
I really don't have anything else to write about... except the usual.
And then, near the end, someone told me to drive to Gunnison, but mom was standing in the middle of the road between Lorenzo and Peetz. So I had to stop, pick her up, and drive her back home. Needless to say, I didn't drive to where I was told to.
Not that I can legally do that, anyway. I have nearly ten months to go before I can, among other things.
And my appetite is gone. Again. :( Still no computer.
I'll be working Thursday as a cook-in-training at Buffalo Point. And I think I have to work only two more days at Perkins, this Saturday and Sunday.
I really don't have anything else to write about... except the usual.
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