too much to say right now, so i'll make this brief.

I'm at my dad's. Nick is borderline insane. I have an appointment on the 24th to schedule a high-resolution ultrasound to find out the gender of the baby. The heart rate of the baby is about 134.

I don't have internet at the apartment because nick has been spending all of his money on marijuana and pizza, and i really can't pay rent, electricity and internet all by myself, but it's "his money and i can't tell him what to do with his checks" so whatever.

Oh and he quit his job so his unempolyment checks won't stop coming, because if they find out, they will stop sending him weed money. AWESOME.

And if you were wondering, he still yells at me every day for everything.

In a nutshell, my life is crap, and there's not much anyone can say to make me think positively, but if you want to say something, you should do it now because I'm leaving for work in the morning.

Actually, don't bother. I really don't care. I just realized that I typed out this whole thing for all of you to read and then forget. I'm ridiculous.