I'm in hell

Well, the floor is halfway done. I spent the day in exile, wandering the streets from post office to Starbucks. I had 2 giant lattes, which was probably a bad idea. But, I can't get into our kit hen, so no diet coke or munchies for me. We're out to lunch and out to dinner. They come back tomorrow, but wont be done till Saturday, probably.

I feel like a displaced person. My dad has no where to go either, but he's got the car. I suppose tomorrow I'll walk up to the shopping mall and buy crap I don't need, just for something to do. There's an Ann Taylor there, which is bad news for my credit card.

Ok, I'm writing this on the iPad where typing sucks and I cant see, so its gonna be short.