Yes, its true. I love gardening. I dont think its so much the gardening part as it is the thought of erasing all memory of my..urgh...father, he tore up the garden before he left you see, in order to make it...somehow, better -_-.

Kleaning up his mess sorta helps with the forgetting he ever exsisted. (did i just spell cleaning with a k? ._.)

Yes well my hands are shaking uncontrolably and my back is dying from the inside, but all in all i think i did a good job. 2 hours shoveling soil, ripping weeds out from between cracks in the paving and triming hedges and trees....damn right i did a good job! i have also noticed that i am starting to obsess over cleaning. I have spent the last 2 days cleaning my house. EXSESSIVLY! i mean, theres a difference between vaccuming the floor...and polishing the light switches, if you know what i mean.

Well, my best is still missing in action. If you classify action as lying around on a giant boat perving on pool boys and ordering staff members to do your washing ha. Im so jealous...yes cara...jealous. Rub it in my face and ill kill you. But i am rather excited about seeing her when she comes back...i hope shes black from all the sun baking ha!

I cant feel my elbow...perhaps thats bad...hm oh well. I got videos out yesterday, i got, "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen" and "Connie and Carla" i think we are bringing them back tomorrow and getting Constantine out. Yay! Excited! I've been told that its rather bad, but i still want to see it.

Anywho im off. REIREI COME HOME!

~Faye x0x0x