i know i never have anything good to say...and well i still don't
going to get my hair cut and dyed tomorrow, i hope. um, work until two, so i might drive my ma's truck. that thing is a monster. found some good herbie toys, and we get to see the movie weekend after this up coming weekend. the club is renting a theater in the rave. um, matt's got a job interview with mohawk tomorrow morning, lord i hope that goes well! i'm sure it will, he's highly qualified for the job, and i think he may be the only one who has applied. so he may be working with jonathan pretty soon. and making lots of money. course it probably won't be going towards the wedding. but i'm sure he is going to pay off the ring and his credit cards. then maybe go towards the wedding. or a house. a house over by where he lived at one time in fort o is for rent, and it is a pretty house too. course, rent is not what we should be doing, eh. well, i guess i've bored everyone enough. and it is my bedtime anyway, i've got surgery to look forward to in the morning. a spay and two dentals. plus getting blood pressure on milton. then talking to milton's owner about the results. he reminds me of woody allen. okay, i ramble and i ramble. so tis off to bed with me to toss and turn until matt comes to bed, as per usual.