I miss my dad. We talked to him on the phone yesterday and he sounded so tired and lonely. So tomorrow I'm going to visit. You know, sometimes when I'm feeling down about anything, it instantly vanishes in a big bear hug. And he's growing a moustache. Which I love. We have the same sense of humour and I can tell him absolutely anything. He likes the Eagles. And he has every little thing I ever gave to him. He has some of my hair in an envelope. No, he's not creepy! My sister gave me a haircut when I was three, and it was the silkiest blonde hair ever, and he kept it. It's so pretty. And know my hair is short. And kinda messy. And pigtail-ey.
God, I love my dad.

Okay, moving along. Anthony Knight, I will be attending your party on two conditions. 1) Marina goes-my mom wants someone she knows to be there with me. 2) Your parents are there. Because you know...I might get raped! Except I won't because I will direct the rapist in the general direction of Tristan.