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My work party was tonight. Stacy (the hooker looking girl) was out of control. Even fell on another person on the dance floor. Oh, and lifting her dress above her waist. I wonder if she even realizes how dumb she looked.
Sometimes I wonder what i want. I am not sure at all. sometimes i know. I think, what i know, is just steps toward something, but i dont' know what that end product is. I feel lost. Not that it is a big deal...i mean..work is great... i am fine doing it for another year..two years..but what about after that? and what do i want to do? i could go on. this already sounds depressing. And you know what sounds depressing? i feel like nobody knows. ugh.
on to other things. Buster likes to lay in my bathroom sink. i can't get him to stop. its weird.
Sometimes I wonder what i want. I am not sure at all. sometimes i know. I think, what i know, is just steps toward something, but i dont' know what that end product is. I feel lost. Not that it is a big deal...i mean..work is great... i am fine doing it for another year..two years..but what about after that? and what do i want to do? i could go on. this already sounds depressing. And you know what sounds depressing? i feel like nobody knows. ugh.
on to other things. Buster likes to lay in my bathroom sink. i can't get him to stop. its weird.