we can make it better!

I just saw the little clip on the Wilco website of the song "Is That the Thanks I Get". Good stuff. I even pre-ordered the DVD. Something to visually look forward to, I suppose.

So, my mom is not talking to me, and I can not figure out why. It's so weird. Dad just says to let it go, so I will.

I got the number for a therapist yesterday, and I am going to call today. I still haven't talked to Dad about it yet. I feel like if I do the shit is going to hit the fan even worse than it has already. I don't know, we'll see what happens.

This weekend I am going to hang out with Alan, and I am really excited. He's so funny, and I am super glad to call him my friend.

Time for history class.