Starting a class (ceramics) in January. Filling out an application for a job. Definitely nervous. Still struggling. Had a bump in the road this morning--not anything real serious, just feeling really lousy and such--but I got through it. Feeling better now. Discovered my little brother is an incredibly good writer and he's only 10. Seriously, his writing is way beyond fifth grade level. Not much else to say.

Went out shopping today (Black Friday). I think my legs might fall off.

How am I supposed to call someone and share good news with them when they've falsely accused me of theft and are assumedly still mad at me? This sucks.

Starting Over

Starting a new blog. One with less "identifying" information. I'm starting to seek employment and all that yadda yadda and my dad did some searching and found me and was like you go lock that thing down. So I gots to try to avoid resume information. Something like that. How often I'll use this, that's another story.