I'm making it official.

I have given up on the guy.

I don't think I want to be with someone who is so casual with my feelings. I know that I need to be patient with him but what about my feelings? I can't think about being with someone who is so careless about my feelings. Yes, he is young, and yes, he is a guy, but he's still supposed to be my friend. He didn't even drop me a quickie email like he sent to other friends to let them know his computer was broken. He never gave me his phone number although he has mine he's hasn't used it. There are better guys, and if their aren't, I don't think I want one.

I'm taking applications. Send references. I will be checking them.

I got my first unemployment check today.

Yay! Meds and food! I'm so releaved. If I had showered today I would go out and stick this check into my bank account, but I'm too stinky to be out around people.

Tomorrow I'm going to put in my other scripts, go see Identity.

Right now I'm going to start to make out an order on Safeway.com because I get the discounts that I would if I went to the store, and for the heavy stuff I would have to take a cab, and that's almost the same as the delivery charge and I don't have to carry anything.

Sweet.

With all my brain issues I forgot to tell you about Kitty-bitty.

His real name is Gatsby, but he answers to Kitty-bitty. He is Michael and Charles's cat. He's hypoallergnic so his fur is *so* soft, he feels like velvet. And instead of saying, "meow," he kind of quacks.

I love him. He's got the head of a hairless cat and a whip thin tail, and a fat body. He's so goddamn cute I nearly bit him at one point.

When he does kittyloaf, you can't see his feet at all.

He's black, so when he closes his eyes his face disappears.

So, fucking cute. I wish I would have taken my camera with me so I could post a picture. Maybe next time.

Daw. Kitty!

Guess who's getting an MRI.

I'm going to the neurologist today.

I've been hearing music when there is none. There's pressure in my head that is feels like I'm swimming under water except there is a boom, boom, boom sound.

I hope it's just the meds, but I want to be sure.

Today I go over to Charles's and we work on his website using HTML. I'm not great with it, but I have almost a handle on it. I'm taking all my cheat sheets with me, and I know how to find other guides on line. I'll post the url when it looks like something.