Tomorrow I take my car to get the engine rebuilt. I originally had an estimate of $2,700, but Dave, a friend of Dee Ann's, recommended this place in National City. They gave me an estimate of $870 plus tax for the engine, and worst case scenario, about $1,000 more for labor to install and to bring my car up to current standards - the only thing I really understood was something about the gas; they need to change something to process unleaded gasoline better. I think it will increase my average miles per gallon, so that, of course, is a good thing. So I should have a running car soon. I'll have to reinstate my insurance though.

I'm trying to be more disciplined, and it's not working. I'm trying to get myself into a schedule. I had to drop out of school, and sorta got in a bad funk over it. Tonight I was in a great mood and went to the Loft, and all my joy was sucked out of me the second I stepped into the place. But I played pool for awhile and had a few beers, and managed to maintain my high spirits, so that's good.

I joined the gym about a week ago. Been twice. I am going to work out in the mornings before I go to work. I know it is better for my metabolism to work out just after I've woken up, plus there shouldn't be too many people there at 5am. I'm intimidated to work out when there are a lot of people there. I've become a tank! I sang with the Grossmont Master Chorale at the El Cajon Performing Arts Center and St. Michael's Catholic Church in Poway for a Celtic Celebration, and I had to buy a size 40 pants. I fell horrid. Plus, I haven't worn my tux jacket in 2 years; I bought it after I had lost 40 pounds. To my dismay, it was too small. I felt like a stuffed pig. I was about to hole myself in the men's restroom like a diva... "no, I will NOT be performing tonight.. go away.."