an UPDATE! Holy fuck!
Yeah- I know I dont update here anymore. I mainly use myspace... here's my account
myspace.com/bengurlfriend.
There's only, maybe, 2 people on my friend's list that update that I like to read. Alex and Nikki.
So, for shits and giggles, here's what's going on in a nutshell.
I turn 23 on the 30th. Birthday Cookout at Ben's house that day, kid friendly.
I'll be doing my MA externship in October, and graduating in January. After that, hopefully on to UCF.. so I dont have to start paying back my student loans.
Only 6 more months of retail bitch work, and I have to tell myself that every day.
Dysart is still around, I carry him everywhere and treat him like a prince for his few remaining months. He made it to 10, and I didn't think that would happen. Even though his back legs don't work at all, his eyes are telling us he's not ready yet. He's still happy.
My relationship with my Dad is okay. We fight a lot. Mainly because he's had a few glasses of wine. And he's still grieving about the loss of his mom, and stressed out over this theater thing... considering we are MAJORLY in debt.
And that's it in a nut shell...everything else is just peachy!
ya like my new default pic? there are more pics on my myspace site.
myspace.com/bengurlfriend.
There's only, maybe, 2 people on my friend's list that update that I like to read. Alex and Nikki.
So, for shits and giggles, here's what's going on in a nutshell.
I turn 23 on the 30th. Birthday Cookout at Ben's house that day, kid friendly.
I'll be doing my MA externship in October, and graduating in January. After that, hopefully on to UCF.. so I dont have to start paying back my student loans.
Only 6 more months of retail bitch work, and I have to tell myself that every day.
Dysart is still around, I carry him everywhere and treat him like a prince for his few remaining months. He made it to 10, and I didn't think that would happen. Even though his back legs don't work at all, his eyes are telling us he's not ready yet. He's still happy.
My relationship with my Dad is okay. We fight a lot. Mainly because he's had a few glasses of wine. And he's still grieving about the loss of his mom, and stressed out over this theater thing... considering we are MAJORLY in debt.
And that's it in a nut shell...everything else is just peachy!
ya like my new default pic? there are more pics on my myspace site.