I was next to The Farter on the elliptical on the gym today. She was really engrossed in the ads in the magazine she was reading. Normally I don’t even glance at them, but she was reading every word. One time she was two elliptical machines away from me, and she let something nasty go.

This morning I sat next to a guy who wore cologne that didn’t agree with me so much that I thought my nostrils were burning. His cologne had hints of fart in it, too.

I noticed my energy levels and mood being a little weird again, so I started on the Floradix again. I meant to do it sooner anyway.

One thing my friends and I don’t do is discuss our possessions and how much money we make, etc. I have no idea how my friends are doing financially. Last night Mr. Nick told me he looked up to see how much The Godmother and The Godfather were selling their condo for. I don’t know why it bothered me so much. I felt like it was none of my business, and it wasn’t even something I was curious about. And then I gave him a piece of my mind about it. I don’t know if I was peeved because he was digging into something that wasn’t any of his business or because he wasn’t using that time to help plan our Vegas trip!

Apparently my dad has settled into his new place and has a landline. Has he given me his address or his phone number? Nope. He’s probably mad at me for telling him to not call me so late. I’d really like to give him a piece of my mind about what I think of him as a father and as a man. Me telling him would probably be the end of our relationship.  I wonder if I would regret not letting him know ever.

Tomorrow I get to spend the whole day with my best friend. I can’t wait! I don’t know how long she will last given she’s exhausted and 5 weeks away from her due date.