This bitch
Haha, I hate livejournal. But all teh cool kids are updating it, and maybe it'll help me pretend that my life is interesting. So...speaking of, here's everything so far. I cut down my work hours quite a bit awhile ago. Down from full time to 20 hours a week. But I'm going back to school for massage therapy, and if i actually get all my homework and practice done, I'm looking at like...over 30 hours a week with that alone, plus 20 hours at work work, and hanging out, and trying to do some graphic projects can fill up anywhere from a couple of hours to 10 hours a week. It makes for a busy ass week. Ass week. Plus I just discovered I had a large wad of cash in a bank account I thought I cleared out a long time ago and kind of forgot about (I payed off my senior year loan with it and my mommy took the bank book immediately, so I thought it was empty). So I'm strongly considering quitting work so I can pursue my edumacation harder and kind of chill for a bit sort of whenever possible. Any opinions on this would be cool.
Otherwise financially, I'm strongly considering winning the lottery. I mean, i've thought about it, but i always seem to just not do it when the time comes. Go figure.
For all of MA's shitty parts, there are always bars with good beer and great restaurants. Also, good bands play at my regular bar (Dodge Street Bar and Grill) every so often now.
For hurrbuddy who doesn't know already, I'll be up at IC on April 6th with Lindsey in tow. While there I expect to be drunk, etc 90% of the time, giving as much massage as possible to kill practice hours, and to eat Wingz and play video games and watch odd cartoons and movies until my head explodes. It'll also likely be the last time I get to chill with the majority of my IthaKids, which is sad and somewhat homosexual. Blargh. Well, at least we can go out with a bang. It's on like flan.
Ta-dar! Teh End!
Otherwise financially, I'm strongly considering winning the lottery. I mean, i've thought about it, but i always seem to just not do it when the time comes. Go figure.
For all of MA's shitty parts, there are always bars with good beer and great restaurants. Also, good bands play at my regular bar (Dodge Street Bar and Grill) every so often now.
For hurrbuddy who doesn't know already, I'll be up at IC on April 6th with Lindsey in tow. While there I expect to be drunk, etc 90% of the time, giving as much massage as possible to kill practice hours, and to eat Wingz and play video games and watch odd cartoons and movies until my head explodes. It'll also likely be the last time I get to chill with the majority of my IthaKids, which is sad and somewhat homosexual. Blargh. Well, at least we can go out with a bang. It's on like flan.
Ta-dar! Teh End!