Seriously, I didn't even get dressed today. No one called, and I spent the day watching tv and movies with my parents. I ended up running to town about 8pm, and yes, I did get dressed...and got pulled over. I was going 58 in a 45 -damn it! I still haven't gotten my license and registration changed (the only thing I haven't taken care of since I moved)...but I gave him a sob story, and he gave me a warning. *whew*

Dad was feeling better today. Him and mom drank a little last night, and he thinks he passed his stone. Mom woke up this morning, sick as hell. We think she has a kidney stone now, but she also has a fever. I am kinda worried...but she won't go to the doctor. Hard headed. At least now maybe she will be a little more sympathetic when dad gets another one. She is kinda rough on him sometimes. Hopefully some sleep will help her feel better. I bought her some medicine in town...and it should help too *knock wood*

R never called...and I am not sure that I mind. I would like to know why he didn't (kinda dissappointed)...but I am not loosing sleep over it. It was only a few dates...
I didn't give in to my overwhelming desire to run to see T. Even if just for a minute. I know that if I am going to allow myself to talk to him, that I need to approach with extreme caution. I know the warning signs now...and I am not going to allow myself to hurt like that again. But I miss him so much...and my hormones...oh god! It's been over 3 months now...and to be very honest, I hadn't wanted to sleep with anyone other than T anyways...and now that we are speaking....let's just say that is another reason I didn't go see him. I want things to go slow...and safe...and I don't trust myself...we were fantastic in together...*shivers*

So on my weekend off, here I sit, lonely as hell...and bored to shit. The story of my life...