Sunday, Sunday

November 28, 2004: I can't believe it's already Sunday night. Where have my 4 days off, gone? I wasted a lot of time doing a whole lot of nothing! No Packers game today, they're on tomorrow, against the Rams. I read this great article about Brett Favre, on ESPN.com. Even if you're not a Packers fan, you have to appreciate the way that Favre plays. Tomorrow will be his 200th consecutive start. That's along the lines of Cal Ripkin, Jr.'s baseball streak. Anyway, enough about Favre. They also had the Top 10 best "Seinfeld" sports moments. Pure genius.

So, I admit I was on ESPN.com because I was thinking about D. Grrr. I want him out of my mind. On another blog, the author said she wished she could shred people out of her life. I just want some closure. Obviously, I won't be getting it, so why obsess?

I'm going to start working 11 hour days, starting tomorrow, just because I can use the extra money for Christmas. Plus I want to pay off the laptop early, and if I do so by January 25, there is no interest. I hate being in any kind of debt. Credit cards are the devil disguised in plastic. Since getting divorced, I haven't had any credit cards. I've always paid cash for everything; that tends to eliminate impulse buying.

A (my younger sister) is moving in with her boyfriend, C. F (her dad, I refuse to refer to him by anything but his first name because he's such a DICK) doesn't know who she's moving out with, but just that she's moving out. He will flip if he ever finds out. Somehow, it will be all my fault, as everything that her and K have done that is not up to his standards, has been. Can you tell I am bitter?

I always read the blog after mine, since they're always different. I've come across quite a few that are really interesting. It's amazing what other people are going through. I regret posting that I hate my life because that very day, the next blog was by an 18 year old girl who is battling cancer. I felt terrible saying something like that, when she's going through something major, like cancer and has the most upbeat and positive attitude. Now, when I want to freak out at Brianne for being a kid, I count to 10 while I think about her. I would let you in on the name of the blog, but I didn't get permission, and I don't want to make her mad or upset her. However, I did post a comment on her blog, so if she happens to be reading this, she knows who she is.

Mich