What is it about family that makes you want to crawl in a hole for a while with a snack and some sort utensil? Perhaps that only happens to me, but I find myself feeling the urge to hide away at the moment. I absolutely love my sister but we're so alike and so not alike all at the same time and it just conflicts. I have the need to make something (my own personal coping system) but I'm not at home with all my programs. I could write but I'm just not in a writing mood. I haven't been lately. Perhaps because my angst is gone. *shrugs* Ok, we're having movie time now so I better run. I have big plans for actually submitting again when I get home. Later.