The rolling stone gathers no moss, that's why I'm not green... but I'm working on it.

with the massive amounts of change that have come about in my life, having internet was part of it. over the last 8-9 months a ton has happened. i'm not about to try to do a detailed recap of it all.

the basic overview is this:
i had my birthday.
i've had many an adventure in gardening and home renovations.
i've become much closer to my circle friends.
steve and i have experienced some of the many ups and downs of relationships.


nothing too exciting, really. i've recently started talking to old friends from school. i know it's not too long ago considering my age, but it feels like ages to me. looking back the people i talked to everyday at school hardly contact me, but now the people i didn't talk to often are going out of their way to see how i'm doing. i haven't fully decided if it's completely out of caring or simply for the "juicy" shit (for which i'm always seeming to produce) to spread back to the others of the tribe.

i feel like i've been floating in between worlds for a while. most the people my age don't seem to be where i am at the present time. it seems so many are concerned with he said she said bullshit, some are holding up their "badass" shield so others don't see how bad they feel about themselves. They have work tomorrow morning but it's ok if they have 10 shots anyway. it's all party, carefree, she's wearing the same thing as me totally superfical stuff that i don't give a rat's ass about. the few others not in that boat have marriages and children. i'm in that world in between, just sitting and watching them. people watching from the ether.

i've figured out what i want to do with my life at the present moment, just waiting for the ball to get rolling. i keep pushing, and pushing, but i have this feeling that those above have their finger on the other side waiting for the right time to let me go.

i delete toilets! ...... what?!

i had another strange dream. i was in my old house down in florence with my mom and sister. i was still the same age i am now. for some reason our kitchen was an arbys drive thru. i was yelling to my mom and sister to help me because someone was in drive thru but no one would get up and help me. there was a bunch of cars in line and i was taking orders, making food, and cashing. finally my mom comes out and starts making food, but it was for herself.


i'm not one hundred percent sure what to make of this one. that was the first houses i lived in. A lot of fights, abuse and also good times happened there. the fact that it was turned into my place of work freaks me out a little. i can only begin to imagine what that says about my job. (like i didn't already know.) i could see my mom being the boss, but i don't really know what that says about mine.

i've been thinking a ton lately of what i want to do with my life. i don't think i can stand arbys much longer. (as this dream will probally show you.) so i'm just waiting for some sort of answer to smack me in the face.

ben gave me an early present. he got me the sims 2 free time expansion pack. yay!! :)

lesson of the day: danish butter cookies make a kick ass breakfast.