you have the power to believe

...It hit me yesterday that today is the two week mark. In two weeks my brother will be 22, and I'll be two days away from my birthday.

See the current amount of crap going around in people's lives? That's as bad as it's allowed to get. No worse, but certainly better.

Sigh. It was worth a shot.

So. Payday. Not a fabulous paycheck, but certainly not a shitty one. What is shitty is that my ride to the bank is still asleep and I was hoping to pay off my bills oh, I dunno, now. :p Screw it. I'm going to go pay for Paja, and then just shuffle the money back into my savings account when the check hits the bank.

I need sleep something awful. *yawns*

*hugs and love and confetti stars* You know if you need 'em, they're yours.

Wow. Our Lady of Perpetual Misery is gonna be 22. He's... well, I was going to say old, but no. I should probably find out what he wants, laugh to myself, and then pick something that properly conveys the thought, "It sucks your baby mama is insane, dude. Sucks. Here, shiny!"

you set my soul free

Paja is paid for as of... now. According to paypal, that is. I've done all I can do and all that jazz.

I want a hug. I want a good cry. I want to scream and break stuff and not have to clean it up, and most of all, I want my vacation now.

I'm thinking the world is closing in and every day I wake up wishing I could go back to sleep.

Of course, there are worse things.