"You're A Towel!"

Uh oh..late night post....been awhile for one of these, usually means doom...or my guts spilled out for you all. Had to happen I suppose, been feeling a little out here on my own lately...not that no one is around, but I've got that alone feeling I can't shake for whatever reason. Except for Amanda I guess, she's been good at having my back haha....and talking about stalking me and wearing my skin as usual. OK, trying to type this, and watch a South Park episode on the computer, so let's see if I can keep this up without going completely off-topic.

So um, yeah...stress. Still trying the job stuff, and still no luck. Money isn't an issue yet, but I'm just in a hurry to get things going I suppose. Not happy about moving to a new city just to sit around......bah....let's get things going already. OK, this SP episode is retarded....on eof the newer ones, with Oprah Winfrey's body parts given personalities and voices.....so bizarre...hard to write anything here with this ridiculousness...."...and, you're a towel" "No, you're a towel!"

Anyway....might be in Fredericton Saturday night, the boys are coming through town on their way, and Ian wants me to join them. Figure it would do me good, I've been good at not spending money and getting into any bad habits here, so why not go get tore up and blow off some steam haha.

Well, getting tired, guess it's time to pass out soon I imagine....this episode is so weird...but enugh of that, go brush the teeth and wash the face and crash. Later skaters.