The stars don't shine quite as bright as they used to...

Today I'm at my Dads house, and I'm staying here for a few days. Robyn is back and living at my Moms house with the rest of the party. It's pretty hectic and she even had a new tattoo to show off, yay for her. Jr. announced that he was inlove with his wife again (because Ashley went back to dating Ed). And he finally discovered that Ashley was literally a prostitute. Doing her job in places like gas station bathrooms and even porter potties... guess I really should have hooked her and John up. He'd owe me a lot.

Yesterday I got in trouble with Taylors parents (nothing new there, right?) We were watching a movie and the time kinda ran over the curfew I'm allowed to be over and his dad got home and threw a fit or something. So now I'm not allowed to stay past 10 p.m. which really cuts our time short, and if I'm there past 10, then it gets cut to 9 p.m. I don't see what the big deal is. I drive myself around (even FOR them) and it's not like we were having sex, like we might as well have been doing since we got accused of doing so anyways. That's right, still not having sex at all. Why can't others keep their legs together? I don't know.

While I'm at my Dads, I've taken the liberty to go through all my childhood goodies. I've given tons to Goodwill, tons have been thrown away, and my car is stuffed with crap that I have to further go through and take home to my moms. I still have things I have to go through downstairs and take to Aprils house since some of it is hers. I power washed my doll house and it's sitting in the drive-way drying off. That'll have to stay here until I have my own house and a place to store it; don't really have a daughter to play with it right now anyways. Got rid of lots of stuff and the basements looking better. Now what to do with the boxes in my car...