A good, hot shower solves a lot of things. My dad always used say. He'd take one whenever he didn't feel well. It helped with regular aches and pains, but it doesn't do much for a heart attack.
I felt all full of tears for no good reason earlier today. I wanted to crawl back into bed and cry for a while, but instead I got up and took a shower and realized how awesome this book I'm putting together is going to be and if these resumes I've sent out don't get replied to by the end of the week, well, then I'll just go back into food service, so I have a job in time to move out of my apartment at the end of this month. And I'll just find something better, something happier and more permanant after I have a new place to live and rent taken care of.
Yup. No more moping from me.
12:49 a.m. - 2007-06-06
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