Yeah, yeah, I know, shut up. I know. No excuses. No explanations. Let's just pick up like we never left off. Good friends can do that.

Let's see. Hrm. What's going on...

I wish I could say that everything is utterly fab, and I'm doing amazingly...But to be honest, I'm not even sure if this site will be here in 19 days.
I have a slight cash flow problem. Slight employment problem too. And I'm a little scared. Bills are insane, and all of today's pay is going elsewhere. One can only let one's boyfriend buy her smokes for so long.
That is going rather well, by the way. If you're interested.
Looking for work in this town is insane. Either I'm a big screw up, or there are way too many people out of work. I can't help but feel a little...I don't know. Odd. I've been through this before, though, and I figure I can do it again. I'm just thinking it's time to be less picky I suppose. We can't always have the jobs we want.
*grins*
'Course, I could keep waiting on that lottery ticket with my name on it...

Welcome to the Millenium countdown. Please keep your hands and arms inside the car at all times. Check your firearms at the door. You can buy your souvenirs at the gift shop, which is also your one-stop shop for all your stockpiling needs. Have a good ride, boys and girls, and hang on. It's gonna be kinda bumpy.

I refuse to get worried about all of this. Armageddon is not at hand, but people seem to sure want it to be. If I hear Y2K one more time...

Anyway, I gotta get up in the morning. Welcome back to my life. It's not terribly exciting, but I call it home.