I'm ornery as hell. I need a sign. That says: Don't talk to me. I've forgotten to smile. I was okay driving back to SLC. Loud music, no talking, no smiling. I don't want to go to work. I don't want to come back. Although Jordan texted me the whole day. Poor kid. It made things a lot better. I ended up going to Mindys after work. Merely cuz 516 bus was in front of me. I sat on their couch and complained. And made fun of the ppl on Tv. Then I went shopping with Mindy. Sams Club. I bought a giant bag of peanut butter M&M things. :D And a giant box of Gardetto's. I was gonna get 1000 IB profen pills for like $8 and then a giant thing of laffy taffy, but I didn't. Definitely on my period. Claine was playing/cleaning guns when we got back. I played with the nine that Dallin gave him. I want it. I had told Mindy my slight fear of guns after attempting to shoot my father so many years ago. For some reason I had told Jordan this. I was ornery, on my period, and emotional when I realized I don't really like to talk about this subject (shooting dad) b/c as Dallin so nicely informed me- Dad still dreams about it to this day. "Dallin, take that gun away from her". I didn't mean to alomst shoot him. I didn't mean to give him nightmares the rest of his life. I know we joke about it now, but really, its not that funny. I need to be more comfortable with guns which means frequent use. Then I drove home in my Tink. After I made Claine come listen to Tink. She's making weird noises. I know where they are I just don't know what the...contraption is called. He said it was my fuel intake thingy. Sigh. Tink is gonna die one day. I had cake and ice cream for dinner.