black trenchcoats and cat shoes

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Friday, August 23, 2002

Tommorow Im leaving for the pochono's and I really dont want to.Louis's back is really bad (after working as a landscaper/furniture-hauler/workhorse for the local schools and also football paractices).I want to stay with him really bad and help him relax...but my parents are makeing me go.I guess I'll have fun but if Louis's back is as bad as my dad observed (he perscribed him to go for an MRI of his back to see if he's got any herneated disks), then he isnt going to football camp and is staying home(which means he could come with us to PA).God this sucks.I hate being away from him more than 2 days.And what's worse is he's in pain.Damn...