sigh...

some pictures are just better in black and white. tomorrow at the apartment at 10am frank from cactus computer is gonna show up and knock on the door and then i will have internet access once again. as it is now i usually checkout my facebook frontier thing while i am at work. work work work is crazy fun. today at the mandatory meeting we were almost all there and it was actually pretty fun. bill got employee of the month again geez . everybody loves bill he is our front desk guy. i think i got 4 gotcha write-ups for coming in on your day off. all four were for the same thing hehe. my body is gonna be in shape by summer hopefully. i have started walking to and from work again..the weather permitting. this morning a squirrel scared the hell out of me !! he wouldn't let me pass and i was scared of a little baby squirrel. i am thinking it was on steroids or worse had rabies. anyway finished all my sookie stackhouse books and the library is closed because it is president's day. dammit to hell. tomorrow morning i have a dentist apt in the early morning. i always try not to be scared but it doesn't work. so i work get off walk home to the apartment and then i get picked up and go to the house and load the suv and take it to the apt over and over. yawn i am soo not smiling right now. i am beyond burnt out. my mom isn't even staying at the apartment cause she is having her last goodbye at the house she has lived in for the last ten years. i guess i can say it now since we are now gone and our new address is top secret. goodbye gambels lane hello historic downtown moscow idaho. with all this moving i caught myself doing something strange last night well not really strange more like fukin good. i found every old journal, book of shadows (i kept them all over the place and no i am not a witch it was just the dark matter in my head that a girl has when she is miserable) they read like book of shadows-summer 2008 or winter blah blah blah . i found them all and without looking inside one of them even though i know there is some masterpiece poem lost in at least in 5 of them and i boxed and bagged them up and took them to the dumpster and they are bye bye. no more reminders of cap and that misery that was us i wish him well but in all truth i don't think about him very much anymore. i know he is doing okay we both are now that we are apart. gotta get up and go go go