My dad just had quadrupole bypass heart surgery and he is doing well.

The night before was hard because he called me on the phone, told me he loved me and to take care of my Mom if anything should happen to him. Having your father say goodbye to you "just in case" is not easy.

After that I only wanted to talk to one person and she didn't answer her phone.

The last half of this year has really sucked for me, fuck 2006, I am so ready for '07.

On a good note, I am going back to Seattle for the holidays, see my dad and family, good friends, and get out of LA for a week. Then I am driving back down to LA in a U-haul with some furniture my Uncle left me after he passed away. I honestly think an 1,100 mile drive is the best thing for me now. I need some time alone.