Sun, 28 Jan 2007 15:02:35 GMT

Okay so I think that my motherly instincts have kicked back on. I made a ( rather large ) batch of cupcakes. Strawberry ones... I even made the icing. I even injected a few with a strawberry filling. I never liked to bake or cook. The pizza guy was a good friend.

Thu, 25 Jan 2007 00:51:06 GMT

My partner was ranting about aliens again last night. You'd think for someone nearly killed by them on a daily basis, he would act like some kind of rabid fan of a rock group.

I don't understand him.

I probably never will. My own experiences with the paranormal have left me almost anything but a fan. They resulted in me having a daughter that died because of what was done to me. I can't feel happy when I hear about a sighting after something like that. Ah, well. That's just the way he is.

I hear William is doing fine. That's good. I wish I could see him but that's out of the question. Maybe when he's a little bit older.

I want to believe...