Ok, I can't deal with this. I have been on edge since 4:30. The girls won't get along and when they do, they are refusing to do as I ask. No one can agree on what they want for dinner, so the boys and De had pasta, James also had a peanut-butter sandwich, and De also had a chicken patty. Liz is refusing to eat anything I offer, so she made herself a peanut-butter sandwich and some toast. When DeAnne is here I hate the way the kids act. De is bitchy, and hateful, and she makes Liz bitchier, she makes the boys go wild, and get cranky. It is some much more stressful with her here, I even want a cigarette now. I haven't wanted a cigarette in 3 weeks, except the last time she was here. (I wish I had the rolly eyed smiley in here)

I hate being this stressed. I have papers due and finals are coming up, I don't need this shit. We have no more wood, I don't know when we'll be able to go get more, because Tom feels like shit. I just hope he's up for the Christmas party tomorrow night. I'm worried about Sherrie, we haven't talked since she said she was upset Wednesday night, and she really didn't say anything about why she was upset.

I need to be left alone. I need a big bowl of ice cream. I need to feel better. I need to know why Sherrie is upset. I need to know why De hates me. I need to listen to some angry music. I need to listen to some happy music. Why am I so , so , so , damn I don't know!