the grass is finally green.

you can no longer call me the breadwinner. goodbye panera. hello real world, salary, benefits, pretty skirts, and 9-5 employment. 

sometimes i  really wish i knew no one else read this so i could just write notes to you telling you what is going on. i know you wouldn't judge. you'd be shocked, but not as opinionated about my life and goings-on as quite so many others are. 

and so to those others, though i write in vain, i ask: please stop talking about me. i am quite human, with both ears and feelings-to hear and to hurt. 

on a much lighter note, my friend just bought a new computer and i get to help him set it up and navigate around tonight. it kind of feels like Christmas when you get to play with new technology. opening the box, getting tangled in all the cords, trying to figure out how everything works. by far one of my favorite things. 

todo list:

message board post for class

shower

pay rent

play with the new computer

not waste a friday night

i still refuse to put the screen on my window.