Mom's Back

I went to my second summer class today; mom and Watson were back at my house when I got back from class. Something homey about having your mom and her boyfriend at home eating sandwiches and chicken soup. My mom and I narrowed down the paint chips to a few possible colors for the dining room. I am ready for bed.

I feel bad because I get all these messages on my space, but I never respond. I am really just on there to catch up with people I already know. I have lots of friends here in Charlotte so I am not really motivated to meet more strangers from the Internet.

Phone call . . . gotta go.