i think my choice of career(for now) is going to give me carpel tunnel. my body is feeeling more and more beat up with each passing day. maybe i just slept wrong, but my shoulders are killing me and unfort (e:drchlorine) does not return until sun night, so there will be no backrub. he gives very good backrubs; in a totally friends only way of course. i don't want weird rumors showing on page seven, you evil little gossip making twits.

on a totally different note; it makes me so sad that i never really talk to my mother. i mean, i talk to her almost everyday, but between the time difference and the fact that pheonix has so many hills and mountains, all we ever end up having is a two minute conversation, in which, we either get cut off, or someone is in the middle of something. hmmm. i can't wait to see her again. it will be so long. probably not until thanksgiving.

i had the strangest dream last night. it was filled with friends and mystery guest.

don't you think, that the weather this week has been absolutely perfect? perfect timing, since next week, craziness ensues again with full time work and full time school. oh productiveness.

p.s. i miss (e:hodown) and her asskicking, dropkick, kung-fu, streetjustice, crimefighting ways.