I just got back from the hospital. I had an infection on my finger thats been really bugging me the passt couple of nights. I was trying to put it off, but it just was getting worse. They lanced it and got the puss out. Feels so much better now. I only had to wait about four hours in the hospital so thats not too bad. It's good having the computer back. Mr Malooney erased all my stuff I had before, so I've been trying to get some back. Not really a big deal, and actually I found some better stuff. I got in touch with my freind Jenn finally. I was really worrying about her, but she's really been a busy beaver. Already moved to Oaklahoma. I knew she was going to move, but not that fast. She's still got a few problems to work on, but I think things will be better. She's closer to her family, and she has freinds to stay with. I'm very happy for her. She gave me her phone number there so I can call her. That's really nice. She's really been a special person to me. Helped me to smile through some tough times. It's good to have people like that. I've been trying to not let things bug me about Tim, but I know it's comming to a head soon. He's just not the type of person I want living with me. I can't trust him, and he's a sick person with the porn. I try to be understanding, and I think I am very much, but there comes a point that when it affects your piece of mind, you have to do something. Right now all I'm doing is ignoring it, but that can only go on for so long. In the past week, he's ordered videos on T.V. without asking, had porn on my computer, been smoking crack in my apartment, and that's just what I know. I told him that I want him to pay by the month now. I was letting him pay by the week before to help him, but hell, if he's got money to blow on crack then he can afford to pay by the month. I just got finished paying a hundred bucks to fix my computer. Not sure if it was his downloads that fucked it up, but he isn't getting on here anymore. It all comes down to, I can't trust him. He didn't even mention the videos to me. I got the Rogers bill the other day, and I was phoning them because they didn't make the proper adjustments on it, all of a sudden he's right by my side trying to see the bill, and telling me he ordered a movie. The way he was doing it was real nervouse like. Why the hell wouldn't he have said something when he did it? All these stupid little things seem to just keep adding up. The other day I came home a bit unexpectedly. I'm sure he was smoking crack. He walked by me to the bathroom, and he had that stupid paranoid crack look on his face. I can spot that a mile away. While he was in the bathroom, I went in his room and looked under his pants that were on the bed. Sure enough, there's a stem pipe there. I know I've been there, done that too, but it doesn't mean I have to put up with it now. I never have liked drug addicts or alcoholics. I hated myself while doing it. I don't think I need someone around me thats using, and lying. It does make me see how I affected others, and why they turned against me. Like I said tho, this will come to a head when I feel the time is right, and boy, it's sure close. I don't want drugs in or around my life. It's too fucked up. I like the peace of just living good. Things are going well for me, and I don't need this. Thank you Lord.