my goal for the next week is to work the phrase- go eat a bag of dicks into casual conversation. not much to report. my gram is still sick and my mom is still annoying. she made me eat carrot, sweede and mashed pots today. i was having none of it. i did talk her into some mushy bananannaa though. i had fun watching her squirm. mom hates touching fruit and the strings on bananannaas freak her out. it's like lunch time theater. well i guess it's official now. dad told his boss that he will take the job. i will be living here the next three years at least. humph. mom says- maybe i can have a pet fish. oooh fish! been doing stuff. mom gave me my clothes back today. she said i was no longer feverish from my shots. there are loads of pictures but they will have to wait for another day.