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I am waiting to get shrunk today. So is Danielle. Alex is just waiting for us. She is under strict instructions NOT to ask Craig if she can come sleep over one weekend, even though she wants to "very hugely badly." I told her if she asks I will never let her come with me again, and instead I'll dump her at home after school to spend time ALONE with Aunt Elaine. Hopefully that will scare her into not asking.

We are all still in a big fight with Aunt Elaine after the dinner debacle Sunday night and she is still telling us not to make dinner each night. So every morning I make lunch and then just take extra food we can have for dinner that we keep in our backpacks. I am sort of hoping I can tell Craig what's going on and he'll get all upset on my behalf and be like "This is unacceptable!" and go make it change somehow. But I really think if he does anything Aunt Elaine will get really angry and if she takes away breakfast we'll be screwed. Even though that's kind of not realistic because she's never up in the mornings when I leave. But maybe she's get angry enough to start getting up? I don't know.

I told Danielle she has to tell her shrink about Sunday, and I'll tell Craig. Alex asked who she gets to tell. Can you need a shrink to discuss how upset you are that you don't need a shrink? That's Al.

I am going to ask Craig to call Aunt Elaine anyway because Alex needs money for gymnastics, otherwise she can't go when classes start again next week. I told her to ask but she's scared to. Maybe I should ask him to call in the morning, so Aunt Elaine has all day to get over being angry before we get home. This week has seriously sucked ass. Last night I was dreaming that I was in this huge building that had huge rooms and each room looked like a bank. People were making me walk along the tiny counter but it was much higher up than normal counters are - like 30 feet off the ground.

Somebody was behind me and she was supposed to be helping me, but she kept pressing my back down really hard and I kept saying, "Please stop - you're going to make me fall" over and over but she wouldn't stop and there were all these FBI people walking around and they wouldn't help me either, and I kept trying to walk but it was so hard and I had to step over those chained pens and I wished I could start a small fire because then firefighters would come and I knew they'd help me the right way.