even tho most of the time i do a whole lot of nothing i suddenly feel like there are 97297 things i have to do in the next few days. david arrives tomorrow before i go to work, so i should clean and find ways to entertain. plus mary needs help with this bullshit toke committee stuff (which has really died down and is almost a non issue, tho she feels we should still respond) so she wanted me to come over tues or wed to help her. photo shoot at bct on wed night. my mom thinks she’s dying so she has dr appts and wants me to come over tuesday to go through financial stuff in case she dies during a colonoscopy. i won’t be awake before 2:30 because i was on tokes tonight so stayed late, i’m wide awake and have been having trouble getting to sleep before 8 am the last few weeks. arg! so while i really don’t have that much to do, i do so much nothing that it’s hard to fit it all in 😛

but then, FRIDAY NIGHT, wooo sabres home opener. i’m so freaking excited it’s sad. hahah.

oh yeah. when i got home from work sunday night (technically monday morning) there was a silver suv pulling out of my drive way, face first. from what i could see in the dark the driver was wearing a baseball hat, smoking a cigar, and looked very much like the roulette player who i get in fights with. i sat in the road waiting for him to move so i could pull in. the suv pulled into the driveway across the street and just sat there. it was very weird and unnerving. so if my house blows up or i’m robbed or stabbed, it was dennis. go to the casino and ask any roulette dealer about dennis and you’ll be able to track him down and turn him into the cops. we haven’t had any fights recently so there’s really no reason for him to want me dead, and yes i know i’m being paranoid and silly. but it really did look like him, and it’s weird.