It certainly is good to be home. Yesterday I helped Daddy pack up some stuff for the move back to Bumble, and he taught me a few defensive maneuvers. I also got to play some records I hadn't heard in a while. Then I made the mistake of trying to talk to Jon on a friendly level, which only made me even angrier at him. So, he and Lynne are blocked now. I just can't deal with either of them right now, not so much Lynne but since she is so connected to him it's better if I just stay away from her too for at least a while.

No matter what it seems like I can't shake off the role I've played in this soap opera. I'd sooner forget the whole thing, pretend it never happened. But you can't forget the past anymore than the past can forget you.

On a much lighter note, I'm in better shape than I've been in quite a long time. If I can't control anything else around me, at least I can control my own well being, to a certain degree. Besides, the idea of being a "royal kickass kind of girl" as Steph puts it sounds pretty good to me.

"You've got a heart of gold... and a body like Fort Knox." (can't remember where I heard this but I *love* it)

"Do a little dance!"

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