Sitting on the couch with Ali (or, holy crap am I bored)

While my husband is upstairs, watching nascar--- i sit here, on the couch, by myself. i hate that stoopid sport (?). i hate that it takes 50 hours to go 9 laps. aargh. yes, i know i am a brat. but, hell, I think i am more interesting than cars going around in circles.

i am jettin' home for the majority of the week. i really am dreading spending 4 days with my mom. i can't even make it through a 15 minute phone call. I hope and pray that my dad will save me.

and i still have headaches. that freakin scares me. what in the hell could be making my head hurt so bad? sheesh.

alright, i am done bitching. what now?