Back home again- not because I'm so lonely by myself- but I came up for my niece's birthday. My little baby is seven years old. Oh damn I'm old. So I'm back- I might try to make it a whole two weeks before I come back to Brookings. I am going to have to get used to being on my own. You know that's true when you come home-home and find you and your siblings names missing from the welcome sign outside the front door. Doesn't it make you all warm inside- as soon as the last one is out of the house they are trying to erase all evidence that we lived there.

Anyway- I got to see the baby and my big birthday girl. The baby is over six pounds now- so basically she's like a two-month old newborn. I'm glad that my biological clock isn't too loud right now- because I couldn't handle that for at least another couple of years. Well I probably could more than most people I know- but I don't want to. I wouldn't mind the whole husband thing first though.

I was looking through the old papers that my parents saved for me and came across an article that made me feel so much anger and disgust. A man raped his girlfriend and then made her watch him rape her 11-year-old daughter. He got life for being a habitual offender but was declaring cruel and unusual. The article was fairly graphic in describing what occurred- and it just makes me mad- mad at everyone even the victim/girlfriend. Why do women put themselves in that situation- and why do they put their kids in them? I really don't know what should be done to these monsters- but no more slapping them on the wrists and giving them chance after chance. I pray for that little girl who lost her innocence too early- it's not easy dealing with that ever but especially when you are a child.

So I'm going to head home here soon- because it is damn cold out tonight. My brother is coming up to stay over at my place. He'll probably just come over and watch the different cable channels that I have and eat all my food- but oh well!