This morning, for the second night in a row, I called in sick at the restaurant. No, I'm not sick. I just don't feel like going in. I feel kind of crappy about lying, and I could sort of use the extra cash, but tonight, after shopping and dinner at Legacy with my sister, when I'm home on the couch watching the third season of Angel on DVD, I'm sure I won't regret it.

I don't really know what made me call in yesterday. After work on Monday I went to darts, didn't drink, and made it home at a reasonable hour. However, when I woke up yesterday I felt like complete crap, so I called in right away to tell them that I wouldn't be there that night. I worked here at the day job, went home, chatted with some friends on the phone, and went shopping because I knew I could not live without the third season of Angel on DVD. I just couldn't.

Then this morning? Same thing. I woke after a lousy night of sleep chock-full of horrifying dreams to discover that I just didn't want to work tonight. I came in to the office and worked for a bit before my sister called me to see if I would go to dinner with her. I told her that since I was working, I couldn't make it, but later I started to feel sort of crappy. I'm sure she understands how much I work, but I haven't seen her in over a month. She works weekends, when I usually stop at the house to see everyone, and so I never really get a chance to see her. Plus I know how difficult it is for her to get away from the house. My mother's doing very poorly and the Fucker is never around (that's my Dad), so my sisters usually can't go anywhere. I offer to come spend some time there during the week so that they can go out, but they're not big on doing anything after seven at night. I explain that seven isn't too late to go out, but, well, my words fall on deaf ears.

So tonight we're headed to a new shopping/restaurant plaza that I haven't yet had the chance explore. I know there's an Apple Store, a Galyan's sporting goods place, Restoration Hardware, a Cheesecake Factory...I can't remember what else. It'll be cool, even though I'm sort of hurting for cash. I knew I shouldn't have bought those damn DVDs yesterday, but I'm an ass, I guess.

I'm also on the hunt for some decent seats to the Kid Rock concert next month. I'm not a big fan, to be honest, but my friend Jess wants to go and since she's having kind of a bad time, I figure I'll surprise her with some great seats. I'm having trouble finding floor seats for less than $300, but I still have one person on the case, so here's hoping. I think that Jess is going to leave her boyfriend, she's miserable, and I don't really blame her. Since her daughter is only three months old she's terrified of the implications. She's afraid that her man will try to do something to himself...and while I can see it happening, I keep telling her the same thing she's told me for the last year...that she can't be responsible for him. She's afraid that he will try to take her daughter, and she doesn't want to move back into her parents' house because she has no place to go.

I made the offer and I have the room for her to stay with me, and I have a feeling that she's going to take me up on it. I'm sort of worried about things. I want to be a great friend, which is why I'm thinking living together might not be a great idea. I'm not an easy person to live with, I'm aware of that. I suppose I'll worry about things when they happen. Besides, there's no way I could not offer to help her...I just had to.

So there you have it. Right now it's beautifully sunny and warm(ish), so I feel the need to go out and smoke in the sunshine.