The good news: We will be leaving (by car) for Terre Haute late tomorrow morning. Hopefully. Yay! I’m going to college! *resumes Violent, Thrashing, Happy Dance* The bad news: My father is going to have to have his gallbladder removed (I believe). He goes under the laser Tuesday, and apparently this type of thing is day surgery. Worse news is that they will have to run more tests on his liver at the same time (they fear there may be problems there too), and until the surgery, the Old Man is off his diabetic meds, so Mother-dear will undoubtedly show her codependent nature and force-feed him healthy food for the…

This is my last day in Charlotte, North Carolina. W00t, w00t! *Does Violent, Thrashing Happy Dance, which is sadly similar to both Elaine’s horrid dancing in Seinfield and the dancing of that diner/restaurant owner from Pootie Tang*. Okay, I’ll stop. Anyway… my father has spent this past night and all of today in the hospital, and my mother doesn’t know for sure that we’ll even be able to take the trip by car tomorrow. So I may be scrabbling to get a bus ticket or plane ticket (and a ride from the station or airport to school). What that means for my luggage I have no idea, but it can’t…

Note to self: Do your best to remember that Limp Bizkit’s “Three Dollar Bills Y’all” CD doesn’t have that perfect volume that Disturbed’s “The Sickness” does, at which the music can be heard quite well over the rattling of all six speakers in your mother’s poor Camero. With the LB, more volume means more rattle. Stick with Disturbed. Way early Friday, my buddy Hannah left for MIT. I miss her already, despite the fact that I probably wouldn’t have gotten to see her before I went off to college myself. It’s because I know she’s too many miles away. And because she always makes me laugh. Although I do now…

Actually, I went shopping, but choppin’s okay, too. Anyone unlucky enough to still be running a file sharing service should go download Dana Carvey’s “Choppin’ Broccoli” skit. Very funny. Not that I’m running a file sharing service anymore. Nope. Not on your life. Anyway, today I shopped. And shopped. I’m not a recreational shopper; I go into a mall or store knowing precisely what I need or want, and I get it and leave. None of that “window shopping” shit, or simply browsing through stores. Today I took my 95 item list (minus stuff I could pilfer from around the house) and spent money. On Michael’s suggestion, I went to…

Am I completely sick for having laid on the floor giggling and in tears the first time I saw Don’t Be A Menace… but not the first time I saw Monty Python (the Holy Grail one)? I mean, I know the acting was bad in Menace… Hell, it was the Wayans siblings, but… that movie just killed me, because I had seen many of those movies they spoofed (Boys in the Hood, etc.) and it was just funny as hell. I watched that movie entirely too many times before I stopped laughing at it. But, while Monty Python was quite funny, I felt no urge to laugh uncontrollably. Oh, well.…