4.08.2004

I come downstairs at around 10 tonight. My father's on the computer and I ask him if I can get on when he's done. He says "What do you need to do on the computer at 10 o'clock at night?" Daddy darling, you're very sweet, and oh-so naive. 10 is nothing. If you weren't here, I would have only been up for seven hours or so at 10 o'clock, and planning to stay up for about seven more. I had kind of an epifanny a few days ago -- really, once I get a license, a car, and a job, I won't need to stay at home any longer. I'm quickly becoming independant, and it can't come soon enough. I know that I'm going to regret moving out -- no more free stuff or parents to mooch off, but I still can't wait. ~me~ at 11:01 PM
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