For some reason, my blooger is working again at work.
I've actually had several posts that I haven't posted, be it that they're broken and unfinished. Obviously, I hate putting things out there that are undone (um, hello, life?), sooooo....I don't know if I should just rewrite the posts, post them as is, or date them as to their true dates.
Ugh, I don't know. All I can think right now is that I smell barbeque, and I'm about to vomit on this keyboard. My tummy is really bad, and it's only going to get worse, due to some of the things that are about to, eh, "go down" in my life. Bleeding ulcer, meet rectal fissure.
Those stupid Fergie lyrics keep coming up in my head: "You don't want no drama, no no no no drama!" No shit, Fergie-Ferg. There are very few people I know who can completely sustain from drama - I'm not one of them. BEING DRAMATIC and pure drama are two different things.
I will admit, though, that I'm some serious high-maintenance. I know this, and I refuse to ever deny it. Well, and of course, I guess it depends on what you're looking for and to what ends you're willing to consent. All I want is to be kept in books, video games, and technology.
Jewelry? Absolutely not.
Attention? Oh, hellz yeah.
Somehow, I got into the discussion about this with someone this weekend. And, it's one of those "this is who I am, and I srsly doubt it's going to change any time soon" things.
Oooo, also, I'm starting to apply for some travel xray positions. It pays almost 5% more than what I make now, and considering the next raise we're ever going to get will be about the time Scrushy gets out of prison, I'm really needing to consider other options. Car's still dead, not getting another one anytime soon, don't have time to put up with any of that bullshit anyway. But they totally take care of you, and although I'm scared shitless to leave town by myself, eh, I gotta do something.
Anyway, I'm sorry I haven't been incredibly dilligent. I'm working REALLY, REALLY hard at healing other aspects of my life, my extensively fucked-up mind, and striving to find all the pieces of my broken heart, so my life has been unintentionally chaotic and shit-filled as of late.
Forgive me. At least there is progress being made.