Well, I'm in Florida. I spent Saturday morning traveling and then I just relaxed at the house with my mom the rest of the day. Yesterday we baked Christmas cookies. Today it is off to Siesta Key to lounge on the beach with Natalie and Arie. So far there has been no mention of "him" and everyone is playing along with my "Josh-doesn't-exist" plan. I've been feeling a little better, but thoughts of him skill creep in, especially at night. I'm doing my best but it's still hard not to think about him.

My father has been uncharacteristically calm and cool about my car being totaled. His response was "we'll get a new one." Very strange. Usually he'd be flying off the handle. I don't understand it. I've hardly even seen him since I got here. He slept most of the day yesterday. Normally I would be ecstatic about not having to deal with him, but something seems weird. My father is not the type to sleep all day. He uses alcohol to relax - not sleep - and he's a work-aholic so for him to be not drunk and not at work at the same time is very strange.

Well, I need to finish getting beach-ready. Today looks like it will be the warmest day this week so I need to take advantage of it. I think the sun will do me some good.