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oh my god i had the worst dream ever last night. i dreamt i was at a road, stopped, waiting to cross it. it was up in the mountains or foothills so the roads were curvy and a car was comin up behind me. the way the road was that i was waiting to cross made it so the car was able to broadside me (again!) and it kept goin, pushing me with it for a while. and the guy driving it just kept lookin straight ahead, expressionless. my baby! fly wasn't lookin too good. sucked.
so v-day. it was ok. i got the first season of six feet under on dvd. awesome gift. the only thing i would have changed, ok two things, is that i fell asleep really early and my bf didn't get in to town til 8 or 8:30 or something like that. this whole past week has been downright awful. it might go down in history as lisa's worst week ever. if something coulda gone wrong, it did. horrible. i dont know that i can recover. i may have to start goin in a different direction, instead of picking up the pieces. we'll see.
i saw skye this weekend! AWESOME. i even remember a lot of the night. very fun. of course my bf didnt have any fun, but he never has fun around my friends. skye lives in missouri so i only get to see him once a year - very cool. it took me most of sunday to sober up.
my father is insisting on sending me money. i dont need it. sure i dont make a whole lot of money, but my bills are reasonable. this doesnt sit well with me. and when i tell him not to worry about my finances we fight and its bad. lately he has decided to call me up at least weekly to fight with me.
i saw that my old house in Fountain Hills is for sale. so wierd. and it looks nothing like it did when i lived there. i lived at that house longer than any other - i wanna say 8 or 9 years. and its selling for nearly double what we paid for it in '86. my parents would be pissed. ah the memories. well, none of them positive, but still. brings a tear to my eye in a sense. i'll try to look for a link, but it probably wont work. i'll figure something out. but one of you has to buy it. damon finally bought his restaurant. 'bout time. congrats uncle damon! i'll spend more money there in the future. ok i have to work now.
8:51:11 AM