So much for trying to remember to update this thing. Friday was Mom's last day of work. Tuesday I have a Dr. appointment with my psych. There are things I have to tell her. I've been having obsessive thinking about suicide again. But I'm not suidicial, I just like to thing about death. I thought up a new way to kill myself, I want to lie on a train track and have the train run over me and cut my head off. It has to cut my head off. I don't know why I'm thinking this but I am.

Tonight Mom's friends threw her a retirement party. Dad and I stayed home because he got overheated this morning and I had to baby sit him. Everyone chipped in and gave Mom and ounce of marijuana. So right now I'm pretty buzzed. Not stoned though, just chilled.