I'm really getting in to this NOT WORKING business. Maybe a little too much. I mean, sure if I worked I could get credit at school. Which would be right up my alley. But at the moment, its like I enjoy just doing nothing. Well, sort of. I mean, I help out around the house. I cook. I clean. Its not like I'm sitting on my butt doing nothing.

But I overheard this guy other day when Dylan and I were in a book store (yes, I pulled Dylan in to a bookstore although, he sees books daily at the library.) Anyway, the guy is pathetic..."But I don't want to work..." It was like a real eye opener. Is that me? I mean, its tough these days around here just finding a minium wage job.

Anyway, still not sure where my brother is. He was supposed to be leaving Iraq, last Friday, but it might be this Friday now. Its like I won't believe he's coming home until I actually see him.