I'm all smiles and sunshine. WOOPY

I smiled for real today. It feels good. I wont tell you what it is though, because YOU GONNA HAVETA GUESS

Anyways, I talked to Billy's mom. She called and was really worried about him, and it is understandable. She knows half of what he is doing, and frankly, I'm worried myself, knowing just about all he is doing.

I wont call the cops on him, but he is selling pills and weed to get money and is still dating a 14 yr old. That is just low.

But he says he is happy. I think it is bullshit. Not because I disapprove of his lifestyle (if he were happy with it then I would just let him be) but because I know when he is happy or just having fun. I know he is worried, and I know he is scared, but he is having ENORMOUS difficulty doing something about it. I'm not quite sure why, but I can at least understand it. I know he will get past it, because Billy has before, but I'm worried he will get torn up in the process.

I dont want that for anyone else.

I jumped a car today (poor fella had a dead truck) and I gave him a pack of cigarrettes. He had no money and he asked for one, so I gave him the whole pack.

Unfortunately, I had two. *sigh* Well I'll get so I dont have any.

It was fun, his name was Johny, (or however you spell it) and it was his anniversary with his gf, and his truck died in the middle of the road, and he had to push it to a gas station (luckily only a few feet) and he had been sitting there in the cold for about an hour, because the jerk gas station guy said he couldn't loiter inside.

But apparently he would get home in time to treat his gf to dinner, so it made me glad. He was a chipper fella, but really shy.

Anyways, REALLY good day today. I woke up at 7pm. Greatest sleep ever.