Anyone who would ever read this thing probably thinks I'm completely insane. Maybe I am, I probably am. I don't know.

I'm really never as unhappy as it seems like I am when I write in here. The only time I ever update is when I'm really bored, and there's usually something real actually going on, but I bitch about other things instead... just in case anyone was wondering.

I think I'm psychic.

Maybe not.

As soon as I decided it would be a good idea to come home, I got a call for a job interview in Fairmont. haha

I've always been the easy kill..