so i am anti-boy right now. indefinitely actually. forever and ever if possible. if i can just remember that they are trouble. oh here�s some beltz household news. liz got in a car accident with the honda. she�s fine though. we got the new computer but it�s mostly still in the box. i�ve been spastically rearranging my room which continues to rock leah�s world. bailey is turning into such a sadist. not only does he love to pick on trakker (bigger dog), but now he�s starting to pick on charlie�s mothers little puppy, maisy.

enough of that. nothing very interesting has happened. mostly i�m just trying to stay out of trouble. abbey retreats to her nest. a lot of me alone in my room, but i don�t mind it too terribly much. i get lonely a little, but i do like being by myself. besides all the other junk. it makes me feel terrible that i haven�t talked to kurt. makes me feel all prostitutesque. i mean people who have slept together should probably at least try to manage a phone call, right? it�s just utterly strange and bad. my life is feeling like a bad gen-x movie starring meg ryan. disillusioned with love, meg struggles to overcome her pez addiction and squiggles her nose more than necessary.