::yawn::
I'm so tired. I hate my new job. It's killing my soul. And I STILL have the last tattered bit of the flu. Otherwise, things are good. I'm so in love. My boyfriend is so amazing and I love him so much. And we've found a house, we'll be moving in the next week or two. My mom is... awesome. She's my moral support, without which I wouldn't be able to get through half the shit I deal with. I miss Maxstorm and Snicky and Tigger and New Zealand, but I'm building a life here and I'm really happy. Except for this job. I need to find a new one, but Bush has fucked the American economy up so much that there are very few openings right now.
Kai, when you read this, shoot me an email. My phone is being weird again and Imma go BALLISTIC on T-Mobile. What, exactly, am I spending $60 a month for? Anyway, when you read this, send me an email just to let me know how my favorite Brooklynite is doing.
Kai, when you read this, shoot me an email. My phone is being weird again and Imma go BALLISTIC on T-Mobile. What, exactly, am I spending $60 a month for? Anyway, when you read this, send me an email just to let me know how my favorite Brooklynite is doing.