Undone

I’m pretty– helpless?

Unreasonable, Unlogical, and Different.

So before I start this new entry and new week of posting, I’d like to note, that I’m still sad that Marci died. I miss her. I’m worried about Kristianne…

But I don’t want to focus on it. So I’m not going to.

*coughs*

Scott and I are getting a new mattress today. I’m pretty freaking excited. The one we have now, is from when Scott was like, thirteen, and it smells … ewll… foul. and kinda like a thirteen year old boy. *shudders* Okay. SO yeah, i”m pretty thrilled about that though.

I got a call from convergys today. I thought they were going to say that I was some sort of closet drug addict and that they weren’t going to hire me because of that, but Nope… they just wanted to know about what time of day I wanted to start working at…. Ten to 12, naturally. Like I’d actually wake up early. Early is for… early people.

Right.

Whelp, I can’t think of much more to say– except the hicks over yonder are hacking on our Internet cables. As in literally chopping htem up, so …if you don’t hear from me– that’s why.

Derringer Meryl [Silly Hicks] out