So I'd love to go take a piss right now. Maybe run upstairs and grab a snack. But... I'm a prisoner in my room. And you know why? Because I'm pretty sure my dad has taken up a nightly internet porn habit and... awwwkard. Like the past couple nights I've left my room to go to the bathroom... and, like, the bathroom is right next to my room and my parents' computer is in a little alcove near the stairs and I can see it even on that short of a journey and... yeah, I'm pretty sure he's looking at porn. A couple nights ago I caught a quick little glimpse, then he closed the browser right away which makes it look even more suspicious. And last night I went to the bathroom again and I tried not to look but, damn my peripheral vision, I do believe I saw something that looked like a porn website. I don't need to go through this again. I'll test out my bladder's capabilities this evening.

I mean... looking at porn, having sex, all that stuff... I consider totally awesome for everyone to be doing... except my parents. With my parents its creepy.

So Giggles is indeed coming to Cracktown with me. We're getting a hotel room downtown and it's cheaper than I thought it would be, so that's cool. And her mom, who was originally totally against the idea of her going there, is now offering to drive us down there AND pick us up again... which saves on bus fare, which is pretty cool, I think. And, like... seriously, at first Giggles wasn't going to come, even though she really wanted to, because her mom said she shouldn't. And... Giggles is going to be 26 next month. I love my mom and respect her opinions and stuff but there's nothing she can say to stop me from heading off to Cracktown or Capital City whenever the hell I want because I'm an adult, dammit. And so is Giggles.

Giggles and Thing 1 together should be interesting, cuz they're both such crazy drunks. I'm almost guaranteeing a fight. And I haven't had a chance to talk to Capital City Guy, to make sure he's still gonna be in Cracktown this weekend, but if he is I hope I can convince him to come out for at least a little while... I wanna show him off. Teehee.

Um... work today was dumb. People piss me off. Same old story.

Thing 1 keeps calling me, asking me for phone numbers. Like she called earlier this evening to ask for the phone number for the Cracktown transit schedule line. Then she called me just now to ask for Guy's phone number. And like the pathetic person I am, I still have both those numbers in my phone. I reeeally don't know why I still have Guy's. Although a couple nights ago on MSN he started talking to me. And I was all like "Whoa, this is random." Because it was. But apparently she wanted his number because she's out at the bar and doesn't feel like going home afterwards. Ha. So, in other words, she feels like getting laid. I know her. And I fully expect a text from her tomorrow saying "Oh my god, I don't know why I slept with him again." I knowwwwwww her.

Um... yeah. My dad is still out on the computer, I can hear him. Gaaah, I wanna pee. I might just have to go soon anyway, the hell with it all.