someone has been calling the house all day and hanging up without saying anything when we answer. stalker? perhaps. hey, look. i know i'm fabulous, but can't you at least say "hi"?

i'm going to get probed at the doctor's tomorrow. i'm trying to make light of the subject by thinking of it as some sort of alien abduction thing... not to say that that would be more fun than getting probed by a human, but what the hell.

i went to circle k earlier tonight and i was second in line. the employee behind the counter screwed up on the customer in front of me's change or something, and in apology he said something like, "oh, sorry. i'm getting tired." when i got up to the counter with my merchandice, i smelled some serious weed stinkage. i'm not sure why i'm writing about it, but it stuck out in my mind a bit. i mean, like the customer wouldn't know why he screwed up his change.

my neighbor, the little kid named devon, still screams and runs away when he sees me. have i mentioned this before? i'm not sure. anyway, it was getting worse, and it got to the point that he can't even ride his bike by my house without dropping it and running back to his house, screaming and crying. but tonight he made some progress. the other neighbor kids dragged him over to me, trying to get to him say "hi". at first he wasn't too happy, and i felt horrible that the closer he got, the more HORRID the idea of ME was. but when he was convinced i couldn't see him through the fence, he calmed down a bit. he even smiled.

damn, i am one scary human being.

i think that's it. ummm... yup.