Just had first look at cut, only 3 stitches apparently. Nice clean job. Typing with 9 fingers is weird.
Feeling very left out in my own house. I mean, I came home cuz I wanted to spend some time with my parents, not having seen my Dad since last tuesday, and wanting to thank Mum for spending so much time in the hospital with me. I came in, Mum told me to do the weeding. So I did. And after that, they both kind of... cold-shouldered. Sometimes I wish they'd just have a dry-erase board with "Today we're mad about..." on it. Kinda hurts, tho, feeling left out. At a loose end. Mum doesn't want me using the Net between 12pm and 7pm, which is retarded. I wish I had a job just to get the hell out of here. Not that I'm mad at them, cuz I can't be if I don't know what the prob is; just that I'd have less shit to put up with, and less condescension and nagging, if I wasn't home for 40hrs/week...
Miss Rick so much. Only been 5 hours, but I can't help feeling lonely. He was so sweet this weekend... Did so much. Said so much. I feel like I have pieces missing when I'm not around him; incomplete.
Sneaking out the back door
While they're throwing the rice
And they'll talk for weeks
But we're all we need...
Readin'
Listenin' to
Thinkin' about
Most recently I was 
