Aimee's Entry -- Sigh.

Is that not the loopiest forecast track you've ever seen? But who knows, that's only the 5 day forecast track so Wilma still has time to change her mind. And it's funny because typically, I'd be bitching about the possibility of another hurricane hitting Florida but honestly, this time, I'd rather it hit here than go out into the Gulf and hit one of the states already devastated by Katrina and Rita. They've had enough already. So, either way, we'll roll with it.

Currently on the personal front, my life (and my mind for pitys sake) feels precarious at best. I don't know, I just feel like I'm being pulled at from so many different directions. Andrew is dragging his feet because he doesn't want to move out and Christie is antsy and starting to get aggravted with me becasue she paid half of the rent and she wants to move in. I believe her words last night were, "I know it's not your fault, Aimee, but I don't like paying to live somewhere that I can't even start moving into." And she's absolutely right. On top of that, my mother has been putting on a bit of pressure also because Christie and Sarah are staying at her house and everyone is starting to feel a bit crowded. The whole thing is a clusterfuck and I'm at the core of it. I know I have to take control and I am but hell, I'm so tired.

Oh well, c'est la vie.

And this is totally off topic but I finally checked the price for House, Season 1 on DVD. Now my mission is to convince one of those lovely people in mi familia that profess to love my scatter brained ass to go ahead and buy it for me. Wish me luck.

Have a good one, all.