Still can't go over My Fucking Mother's wigout.  Decided to stay away tonight so I wouldn't have to see her at dinner.  She's probably still pissed at me for some fuckin' reason.

Went to the track.  Once again, I lost my shirt -- thirty dollars plus.  For someone going to Switzerland next week, that is not good.

You know, it was raining tonight, at times heavily.  My car wen through puddles on the highway.  What if ... ?