We're going to the doctor's tomorrow, to make sure that I didn't inhale too much smoke during Friday's fiery events. I'm not looking forward to it, although I was the one who suggested it; doctors always find SOMETHING wrong with you and then scheme to suck all of the blood out of your body. If vampires are ever found to exist, I swear to everything available that it'll be a doctor, not a crimefighter or lawyer or astronaut or anything.

Bah.

Then we're going to the house so I can retrieve my notebooks and perhaps a couple more shirts; this Wonder Woman shirt is nice, but it's too... something for my tastes. It's kinda tight around my upper arms and it's just not a shirt that flatters me, I suppose. But it's clothing; I'm grateful to have it.

Dad says Snip and Miss Kitty are at his friend's house, and the dogs are at Karen's friend's house. They're staying over by the Texas Roadhouse in the extended-stay joint there. Hopefully, our house will be squared away rather quickly. Dad hates going out to eat every night, and I know he wants to party on his deck like he always does.

On the bright side, maybe this will provide me with a chance to redecorate my room; perhaps I'll do it in a sunnier color scheme and perhaps I'll get a new, smaller bed (the one I've got takes up most of the damn room). And I'll clean up and give away a bit of the extra things I don't need. I'd like to try for a minimalized look.