Ugh...my father. I bought him a Father's Day card and never mailed it (I don't have his address). So I emailed him instead. And today he emails me, "I am doing better without the stress of being captured." Jesus, god. Do you have to rub that in every single time we communicate? My mother called me tonight -- actually she called me Sunday and I never called her back. I made a weak attempt this morning, but was foiled by her lack of call waiting and rather relieved to get a busy signal. I passed out on my bed at 9pm and Ed came and woke me at 11 -- my mother never calls my house, always the cell phone (and I'm the worst cell phone user in the world -- don't know where it is half the time and the other half don't answer it). Poor little thing, she was so worried about me. My sister text messaged me the other day -- Mom and I say hi. Call us sometime. I feel awful, but I can't seem to motivate myself to get in touch with them. I miss them and love them, but christ, they make me sad and frustrate the hell out of me.