This is the first time I've spent the Fourth of July alone. Well, not completely alone -- I spent the day with DJ selling loads of stuff at our first yard sale and then catching lunch, and in the evening I had Brandy and the Bunny Babies to keep me company. Otherwise I was alone, especially in lieu of the poolside BBQ dinner my parents and I used to have. I regret selling my extra long ladder; I wasn't even able to climb onto the roof and watch the fireworks in the neighbouring cities. Still, someone offered me $20 for the thing and I had to get rid of it, so.. Tonight I feel a little alone. I know I had options, I could have stayed at DJ's apartment or gone to visit my parents, but I was so tired, still needed to clean up from today's sale, and set up for tomorrow. I guess it's all about priorities and making sacrifices. I really need to get my ass out of here.

I've made almost $400 this weekend and used some of the money to buy some essential luxuries for myself, like toothpaste, soap, shampoo and conditioner. I call them essential luxuries because I haven't had the money to buy my own stuff for way too long, so I've just used whatever was bought for the household. Yesterday, though, I spent half an hour sniffing fragrances until I found exactly what made me happy. Now I smell like a yummy combination of burnt sugar, vanilla and a hint of coconut.