Bet you all thought I was dead...
but I'm not. In fact, I feel better than I have in a long time. Things are going well. Very well. Joe and I are getting along unbelievably well. I couldn't even tell you the last time we had an argument. I have come to terms with not getting into the nursing program and I am thoroughly enjoying my time. It feels great not to have to worry about homework or tests and to only be working one job again. I love it. I still miss home though. Everyone tells me that when I come back to visit I am going to hate it. I tell them that we will just see about that. I can't imagine not feeling like I am home once I get there. And I certainly can't imagine ever feeling as though this hillbilly hell is my home. I have made some cool friends and I love my job, but that's about it. I still hate it here. And I would rather have my old friends in my life all the time. Hell, I would even rather go back to work at Arby's if it meant that I didn't have to live here anymore. Anyhow, not much else to report so I guess I'm out.