My parents gave me their old car, and eventhough I am very proud not be a vehicle owner it was an offer I couldn't refuse.

I imagine I'm going to be spending a lot more time, by myself, at my parents house. I am really looking forward to this solitary time. I find my parents house a great place to relax and heal. I feel completely safe in that house, and rightfully so. I spent my first 19 years living in that house and was protected from all the world's evils. Now it is my little oasis. It feels so good to know there is somewhere (aside from my own bedroom when Curtis is awake positioned between me and all apartment access points like a guard protecting his princess) where I can feel safe.

I am a little easy going when it comes to germs and cleanliness. I understand that some things I do others may find 'disgusting' and try my best to keep my habits to myself. Me being messy is a big part of my life and how I am able to function. I don't see it as a problem, it allows me to maintain busy lifestyle and after spending a childhood on a farm I understand that 'dirt don't hurt'.

I have always been attracted to men who are a little ocd when it comes to being clean, some more accepting of my habits then others. This makes me suspicious that being clean is something I value, but to what extent?

Where do you find a hairdresser that will cut a mullet? Not like a fashion forward mullet but a 'I've had these super sweet flowing locks since highschool and now I'm 40' mullet. I wonder how this hairdresser (because I'm assuming there can only be one) style's his/her hair.

Would you feel any different about your life if you were a test-tube baby? I think I would feel more appreciated.