its nothing special, not a big, fast hot rod.

not a "chick mobile."

it's so ugly, it's funny.

its hubcaps are even ugly.

i tell people what it is, and they laugh at me, saying its a granny mobile.

and, yes, it is.

im buying it from a grandmother (not mine).

when i talked to the lady about buying it, she talked and talked about going through "the change."

my mom's also going through "the change."

it made my mom go "crazy."

my sister and i, we would go off somewhere together, drive away, and just talk about it.

my sister, friday, she went under the knife. had surgery on her foot. a kind of tumor, from what i understand.

saturday morning she fainted.

she's cool and good now.

i think, at least. i havent talked to her since yesterday, when i bit her stuffed kitty and stood there.

a guy was acting up at work today, so i got tape, taped a box on the floor, and told him he couldnt leave it until i told him to.

far as im aware, he's still standing there.

ha ha, that's a joke.

i let him leave around 530. barely 45 minutes after i put him there.

and then, ah then there's kim.

i got some time with her today.

worked through a few of her jealousy issues and other issues.

she doesnt understand that there are other great people out there, but theyre not her.

they dont smile like her, what she calls "crooked."

they dont have that tiny scar on her shoulder.

they dont laugh like her.

im really in love with her.

i think she's starting to get that.