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Well, last night was rough in terms of the weather. The power was flickering for quite a while, but it stayed on the whole time. However, it was just so hot in the house. It wasn't really the heat that was the problem, it was so humid. I don't think the house can be a comfortable temperature. It is either really cold, or hot and humid. No in-between.

Today was nice. I stayed in and played with U. Though he may be getting bigger, he's still just such a baby. His birthday is ...

I finally decided to buckle down and write Mom a letter. Since she is coming home next month, I figured I'd tell her what she's coming home to. I also told her what I hope will happen after she does come home. Right now it's five pages long, but I am sure I can write some more. I also plan on making copies of all of the articles I have written. I think it would have been easier if I had saved the articles on my computer rather than written them directly on the editor. And by written the articles, ...

My dad stopped by today. He said that his illegitimate son is coming in from wherever he's from to visit. I guess he wants to meet the family he's never met. The first thing out of my mouth was "What, do you expect me to act like we're some big happy family or something?"

Dad replied, "No."

Then in my head I thought, then why mention it. The only way I will acknowledge one giant mistake he's made in my lifetime (cheating on my mother and impregnating ...

Don't tell my brother, but the house payment was made in full this month. One of Grandma's sources paid the remaining $100. If my brother asks, I am to tell him that he owes me his portion of the payment, because he is to believe that it hasn't been paid yet. I am to feed him a story of writing an extra check to pay the rest, though I don't have the money to do it, and that my Uncle won't take it to the bank until I do have the money. Or some other story I can think of that will convince him. ...

So, today's big news is that I cut my middle finger open with a knife today. Because I was too lazy to walk to my room and use scissors to open the seasoning packet, I used a knife and gave myself a reason to wear a Band-Aid. It took a second for the blood to start flowing; but when it did, it did not want to stop. I held pressure on my finger as I ran to my bathroom. When I got there, it was like my finger was standing in a little wading pool filled with red water. Anyway, I got it all cleaned ...