Fading like a dead star. . . . .
-Not much to report, just felt like writing, or typing as the case may be. I think I'm getting sick (thank you Stinkie), and I still haven't started my new job. They said that they'd call when the stuff came in, so who knows when that'll be. I think people are starting to wonder if I made this job up just to say that I have one finally.
On a better note, talked to Mister Jeremiah yesterday, and we're going to have lunch at Oasis next Thursday. That makes me happy, I haven't seen him in a long time and Oasis is one of the bast places in the whole world! The only down side is that I have no money (oops!), maybe I can get some because I'd really hate to have to cancel on a count of that. Oh! Gotta go get the mother! Be back later.
On a better note, talked to Mister Jeremiah yesterday, and we're going to have lunch at Oasis next Thursday. That makes me happy, I haven't seen him in a long time and Oasis is one of the bast places in the whole world! The only down side is that I have no money (oops!), maybe I can get some because I'd really hate to have to cancel on a count of that. Oh! Gotta go get the mother! Be back later.