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Morning!

I am going to kill at least four of my siblings. Jill and Zach may or may not survive. It's justified, too. Usually when my parents go away for a weekend I just have to lock myself in my room to avoid the sibs' nasty cartoons and messy habits. This time, though... well, they don't listen to me, especially about bedtimes. I was willing to ignore the fact that Meg and Jill routinely stay up until 3 am when my parents aren't around, because they're quiet and it bites them in the end. But last night, I kept being woken up by their loud partying. The last straw was when I wwas jolted awake by them screaming the words of a commercial - at two in the morning! And then, they were angry at ME for telling them to shut up and go to bed!

If that's not bad enough, they were up again at 8:30 this morning, just as loud.

I wish I could figure out why my mother cleaned up my room. Was it to make me feel guilty - or to make up for her yelling at me first thing yesterday morning over something that really wasn't my fault? I don't understand her at all.

On a lighter note, I was sent on errands yesterday at work. Since I didn't have a car the boss had me borrow his. It was the first time I've ever driven a car that wasn't a giant SUV. Quite an experience! I think I need a little car of my own, they're fun and it doesn't feel like you're wrestling them into submission.

Poor Jen! What a disaster! LOL

Little cars are fun...I had a little black Dodge Omni stick shift that I just loved. I went to trade it in on a brand new Cavelier and as I was driving to the dealership, it started chugging...wouldn't drive at all...just chug chug chug. I got so mad, I whacked it in the side and yelled at it.

It drove smooth as silk after that. No kidding!