Speedy (Gonzales) Recovery.

"Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse."

Two big pieces of news since yesterday, I guess. Or maybe three.

First of them is that yesterday, dad walked in, as if he hasn't been away for months.
Those who know me well enough know how I think about him, so yeah, lets not waste time and energy on that, shall we?

Second thing is related, namely: Dad seems like.. a different person.
Still radical ideas and stuff, to the extreme, but the opposite of what I'm used to.
I asked mum today "Who is that guy and what has he done with my father?"
Don't know if anybody else has noticed here. Maybe it's just because it's the first day.
I wouldn't mind if he stayed like this, though, to be honest.
Even though I'll have to re-program myself on his predictability.. or lack of it..

Third thing: Couple of my friends knew I wouldn't be free on my own birthday to celebrate anything, so they did that with me today xD Music, them dancing (cause my stupid body won't let me -even though I kept up with tradition and "stripped" -to my clothes- on Candy Shop) and LOTS of food! Pizza, sandwiches, crisps, ice cream, chocolate...
They were real awesome.

Now all I hope for is a speedy recovery.
Sick of aching.

xxx
The Gypsy