Romney will kill us all

Watch "Mitt Romney: "I stand by what I said, whatever it was."" on YouTube

Please... Don't vote for this man. His policies will negatively affect women, college students, immigrants, be they legal or not, and middle and low class Americans. I dint know about you, but I fit most of those categories. Life is tough enough as it is. Please don't make it completely unbearable by electing Mitt Romney.

Israeli PM Calls Early Elections

This event will be crucial to us in the coming months.  Not just because it will impact our leaders' foreign policy stances but because the world at large will react to something of this nature.  Knowing what is going on around you is necessary to being a citizen of the world... Please take time to read my news updates. There is much change happening among human kind! Some exciting, some scary. But we must be informed to know which.




With Iran issue simmering, Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu calls early elections

Stupid emotions

I blame you. I'm not sure why, but I do. This is all your fault. I don't know what you did, but it's YOUR fault I can't stop crying.
It's your fault I don't recognize the girl in the mirror when you're around. You're. Damn. Fault.
It's your fault I get all crazy and insane and should be committed...
Stupid emotions...

Pessimism Catches

The search for a roommate continues!
Feeling rather uncomfortable living with a male, who is also a stranger, definitely limits my options. :/

It makes me sad that all of my friends already have living situations! But oh well. I guess I was just too late getting into the apartment hunt.

I'm definitely struggling to get motivated to do all the things I need to be doing. Not just today but in general. I want to sit back, keep going to school, keep my university job and continue to keep my stress level at only that point (which is still pretty high, juggling work, school, and social life-- it's stressful being a college kid!). We all know, though, that eventually there comes a time when the responsibilities have piled up so high you're drowning in them... & then you know you've become an adult.

... Can you tell I've become rather pessimistic lately? I really do wish I knew why... :/

Hopefully I'll be back to my bright, sunny self soon...

Lessons Learned, Bridges Burned

I don't know if anyone reads this but if they do I would love to know some of your favorite ways to save money!

Tasty cheap meals, fun recycling ideas, ways to save electricity, water, etc... I'm always on the look out for new ideas!

For instance, I unplug as much as possible when I'm not using it in order to conserve energy.
I separate out cardboard and plastic and metal for recycling.
I take shorter, cooler showers to save hot water.
I recycle water bottles.
I only use as much water/coffee as I know I will drink-- No  more wasted whole pots! And if I want more, well then I can brew it!

There have got to be more ways out there for us college kids and folks strapped for cash to survive and still ENJOY our lives! Let's figure it out!

:P

The World Isn't Right

Something is drastically and horribly wrong with a world that runs on green paper.

I mean, we're all just trying to survive here. But life isn't life if you're stuck obsessing over a piece of green paper that you'll never have enough of. And you never have enough of it according to everyone else because they're the ones that want it and keep taking it from you.

I feel like I'm not living. My thoughts are taken up with money.
I wake up panicking over money.
I eat, sleep, drink money.
I fall asleep to fitful nightmares of money.

Green pieces of paper litter the skies of my dreams and burn holes in my soul.

And now that I'm entering the world of adulthood, I can only wonder this:

Will I ever live again?

PUMP IT UP

You know there are just those days when you have to look at yourself in the mirror and PUMP. YOURSELF. UP.

This is how it goes.

"You got this. You GOT this."
"Do you hear me?"
"YOU CAN DO THIS!"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Today is absolutely one of those days.
Nothing is even really wrong! It's just one of those days when I feel discouraged about little things. One of those days when the little things poke and prod a little more than usual.
Hence, the PUMPING UP. WOOOOO!

& what helps more with that than COFFEE?! Exactly. Nothing.
Well... maybe combine it with Family Guy. Then we're good.

:)

Beautiful Day

It's a beautiful day outside. I'm so happy for the sunshine and the warm weather. I wish I didn't have so much to do today so I could go outside and play in it!

I need to take some time to read some more of my book. Right now I'm in the middle of the third book in the Hunger Games Trilogy and loving it! I can definitely see what all of the hype is about.
The one thing that keeps me from flying through them is the fact that the violence is so emotionally charged. If it were just blind violence, I don't think it would effect me the way it does. When emotions are brought in, everything changes.

I'm so hungry... I ate at Stick Boy for the first time yesterday and I loved it! So delicious! I had a lemon poppy seed muffin and a sticky bun... YUM. And now of course I'm broke and can't afford to eat there again this morning... Life, right?

But I am working right now to remedy that situation.
Work does in fact = money.
Thank goodness!

Finally, I've Arrived

For the first time in my life, I am happy being alone.

Not just happy being alone, I need to be alone. When I get off work, I need to be able to sit down and do whatever I need to do to relax. I need to be able to clear my mind how ever I see fit.

I'm almost 22 years old and I'm just now happy to be myself. By myself.

I love that now I can rely almost completely on myself for my own happiness.

Huge steps forward.

Thank God.

I have come so far in the last 5 years...

From not being able to be alone to needing to be alone.

Maybe one or two panic attacks a month. Maybe. I would never have dreamed of that my senior year of high school. Back then it was 3-4 a day.


I now understand the sacrifices my family, friends, past boyfriends, all made for me. They gave up their precious alone time during their incredibly busy lives... To make me feel better.

I took all of that for granted.

I'm so thankful for the people in my life... <3

This Place- A Poem For My Mother on Her Birthday

This Place.


This place.
This place so full of beauty.
This place that has accepted you.
This place with sea salt air to comfort your senses.
This place with sea fog so thick it enfolds you.
This place and its culture, so rich and so old.
It warms your heart,
Even when weather turns cold.
This place that has torn you,
Yet held you up high!
It weeps with you dearly, your time to go, nigh.
Like good friends you've become, supportive and comforting.
To wipe away tears in times of great suffering.
To raise you up highest, to make you to fly!
When joy is around, to happily cry.


This place.
It will miss you.


.....................................................................................................................................................


Some background: My family and I have lived in Japan for 19, almost 20, years. They are finally moving back to the states but we are all feeling extremely conflicted about it. This place has become our home. For my brother and I, it is ALL we have ever known. 


Please pray for a comforting stateside reception and for them to be happy at the new military base they will be moving to. 


Thanks.

A Lot of Me

I don't like change.
I don't handle it well.
Not at all.

However, I seem to be constantly either putting myself through it or being forced to accept it. Or both.

No.

That doesn't sit well with me at all. As soon as I make one decision I'm faced with a million more! Why?!

Yeah, yeah. That's life and all that crap.

How about life throws me a SOFT ball once in a while instead of a billion hard ones all at the same time?! DOES THAT FREAKING WORK FOR ANYONE? HELLO?!
How about you people constantly throwing said balls at me just KNOCK IT OFF.

I'll Pry My Soul From Your Cold, Dead Fingers (...Metaphorically)

It's amazing how you can know that someone isn't good for you and yet... You still can't get them to release their damn grasp on your soul.

It's like they hold on just to mess with you.
Break-ups are the ultimate break-down: they make you question yourself, who you are, the relationship as a whole, the person you love as a whole... They make you see things differently.
But just because you see things differently and understand that it was wrong, doesn't make the hurt go away.

Either slowly or quickly, the searing pain turns into a dull ache.  I can function just fine, I can operate normally, I can appreciate the new person in my life... But YOU are still there.

And I don't want you to be.

You are still there. The image of you as you once were to me stands solid and immovable in my heart.

Get out.

GET. OUT.

You didn't want me in your heart and I sure don't want you putting up permanent residence in mine.

Knock down that statue of yourself. Give me back the soul I gave to you out of nothing but the purest of love. Give it back. Because that soul WILL change the world. I guarantee it. You missed out.

Because there is someone out there who wants it.  Who wants every part of me, the good and the bad, who won't lie to me and create false hopes of a fantasy future that will never happen.  He'll make it happen. I'll make it happen. He and I will make it happen together.


That is all I've ever wanted.

To create a beautiful life that touches the world with someone who loves just as much as I do.

Chinese Invasions & the Muslim Brotherhood Strikes Back

http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2012/05/24/white-house-rebuts-romney-over-china-suggestion/

‎... So China is the one cheating because we exported out all of our jobs to them? I think someone has it backwards. If you don't like China practically owning us, you shouldn't have given them the leverage in the first place. You idiots.

3 Days

I go home to Japan in 3 days.  I can't wait!
I can't wait for the food, the culture, the skyline, the smell (did you know each country has a distinct smell?), the people...  Not to mention the great time with my family. :)

I want to go to CoCo's curry house and Cheese Roll Noodle every night that I'm home!  ...   Okay all but one night because I need my mommy to make my yakisoba lol. :)

I'm trying really hard not to think about the fact that this will be my last time in Japan for a while...  At least a few years.  I'm still hopeful that I might get a job teaching English or with a company translating sometime in the future; that just means that I really need to get on top of my Japanese language skills.   :P
They're definitely not where they should be.

I'm going to miss it so much.  Everything about it.
I'm going to miss my dog (she wouldn't make the trip back stateside-- she's not a puppy anymore ): )
I'll miss the smell in the air after the rain over the rice fields.
I'll miss the sweet people.
I'll miss everything about it.

But I'm not going to think about it! I want to enjoy my last 2.5 weeks in Japan.  I want to cherish every second of it. :)  It's my home.  My heart is there.  I should take nothing but joy from this trip.

I hate...

I hate knowing how I feel about you and still hurting over you.
I hate that you still pop up on my news feed.
I hate that texts from you still ruin my day.
I hate knowing that I could never ever trust you again.
I hate feeling like everything we had was a lie.
I hate feeling like you are a liar.
I hate not being over you.

I May be Bad...

But I'm perfectly good at it.

Rihanna puts it perfectly: "Sticks and stones may break my bones..."

The summer has started and I'm all moved in to my new place! Huzzah for apartments! Not for expensive ones... But I suppose for Boone, what I'm paying is alright.

I've got to be honest, this wasn't what I had planned for my summer. A month ago I had a whole other image in my mind completely.

I'm so glad I didn't get what I wanted.

Isn't it weird when you feel that way? When you look back and go, God, you are so good for not letting that happen.

God, you're so good for not letting that happen.

Someone Didn't Like It

You're right.
Criticizing the whole population of a state and "all heterosexuals" (even though I am hetero myself) is immature.

So I'll make sure to let you know that the last post I made was to:

• The hetero's who hate homosexuals and want to deny their fellow human beings CIVIL RIGHTS
• The North Carolinians who want to deny other human beings who the Constitution states ARE ALL CREATED EQUAL their rights as citizens of the United States

Guess what guys. Don't say shit if you're not gonna follow through. If you don't think we're created equal, then at least have the balls to freaking say so. Don't be fake. Stand up for what you believe in. 

Shame on You, North Carolina

You know... I don't remember becoming God. 
I don't remember you becoming God either. 
So what I want to know is... 


Who gives YOU the right to judge true love between two individuals? 
What gives YOU the right to pick and choose who others can and cannot love? 


Heterosexuals, get over yourselves. You are not the only humans capable of love.
Religious zealots, you're religious zealots--not God. Sorry to take you down a notch but you need to remember your place-- BELOW God. Not on the same level as him.

Debts, Douchebags & Coffee... Duh

I'm 21 years old and I have debt collectors calling me.

Well that's not good.

And it's all over a misunderstanding, or rather a mistake, on my part. After having a seizure in December I put my school address down in the information box instead of my parents' overseas address where they live (I'm still under their insurance).

So now I've got a stack of bills and I'm freaking out. Collector called? Yes. Douche? Yes. Waiting for the Medical Center to call me back. Need to call mom and dad when they wake up... Scared of them being mad and yelling? Of course.

And I'm failing two of my courses. One of them I might be able to get up before the end of the semester. The other one? Definitely not. The group project that's due Thursday? Dear God, help me!

I've just had so much coming at me this semester... Especially the last couple of weeks. I'd LOVE to be able to just deal with academics. Happening?? Nope.

Irony

The epitome of irony.

I like a guy.

He likes me.

We want to help each other. We want to get to know each other. We want to help make each other better.

There are some who think I may have ulterior motives-- or that I'll do more damage than good.

The best of intentions...

Maybe they're right.

Excuse you?

Find someone stronger than me emotionally.

I dare you.

Go ahead. You did all but beg me to leave you because you couldn't handle my anxiety.

So find someone who can handle your anxiety-free life.

And learn the definition of the word "love." You clearly don't know what it means.

Snowing in April

The pain came back this morning.

13 hours until the day is over.

I'm gonna make this day better.... I want to make this day better.

I miss him.

Break-ups suck.

CURRENTLY REMINDING MYSELF THAT I AM AWESOME AND I DON'T NEED A MAN.

ANXIETY

GAH.

I CHOOSE JESUS I CHOOSE JESUS I CHOOSE JESUS I CHOOSE JESUS!!!!

My anxiety is taking over.

NOOO. I WON'T LET IT I WON'T LET IT I WON'T LET IT! STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!!!

Break-Ups Suck... But

Break-ups suck...

Period.

However, I am amazed at how quickly my heart is trying to put itself back together.  The first two days of mourning were very, very traumatic.  I won't lie.  The emotions of sadness and loss and loneliness were so intense I almost didn't think my body could take it.

I woke up this morning, four days later, I find myself hurting only a little.  At least... In comparison.  As a matter of fact, I'm able to be alone and happy better than ever.  Ever.  I feel fine.  I feel productive.  I feel feisty.

I woke up early this morning and washed allll the dishes (there were a LOT), I made my bed, I scrubbed my shower, sink, toilet and bathroom floor, cleaned the counter, finished a take-home test... I mean, let's face it.  I rocked today like no one's business.

I hurt.  But somehow, without me making a conscious decision to move on, my heart starts on that track anyway.  I feel like I should be curled up in a ball sobbing or lying in bed, un-showered, eating junk and watching romantic movies.  And that is not what I'm doing.

I feel fine.

And soon I'll feel great.

... Hope his feelings aren't too hurt if he decides he still wants me...

More Than Anything...

You know... More than anything I just want him to be happy.

But that doesn't keep me from wanting to message him when he gets online, or text him when I get off work.  Wanting him to be happy doesn't keep me from hurting.

I know that I can say this.  The more time goes on and the happier I see he is without me the more I can heal and pick up the pieces.  I just want him to find what he's looking for--what he truly wants.

And if it's not me, so be it.  I can live with that.

Because he matters more than anything.

The World Isn't Fair

The world isn't fair.  And that's the truth.  People say it all the time and we think, "... Well that sucks."  And we move on.  Until that unfairness hits us in the chest.

It is not fair that people who wake up in the morning with the sole goal and purpose of loving other people and attempting to make at least one person's day better... They cry the most.  They hurt the most.  They are alone the most.  They watch TV alone, they listen to music alone, they cry alone, they sleep alone.

They pour out everything they have.  Everything.  Until we need to take a few days to cry and regroup and remember who we are.  We are the angels of the world.

No one loves each other any more.  No one respects each other any more.  They lie and say they do and that things are great... Not everyone, just a lot of people.  I would say the majority of the world.  We are selfish by nature--that selfishness makes us cowards.  "It's all about me.  And because it's all about me, I'm afraid to let anyone in who might hurt me.  So I will push them all away."

We are the brave ones.  We love.  We don't let that facade get the way.  We don't let those walls people put up stop us from showing them that there is hope in this world.

I have something to say to the world.  To every man, woman and child.

YOU ARE LOVED.  You don't know me.  I don't know you.  But I love you anyway. 


I have come to terms with the fact that I will hurt for all my life because I invest my entire being into those I love.

At the end of the day... I don't want to feel like I need someone to love me back.  I want to have pride in the fact that I AM A LOVER.  I am CALLED to love.  That's who I am.  No one can change that.  No one will turn me from my purpose.

So now the hard part-- Be okay with myself.  Stop wanting to defenestrate the part of me that cares so much... I kick ass because I am the brave soul who chooses to love.

That's right.

I love.

Therefore I kick ass.

Hi :)

Whew boy have I been... Okay I was going to say busy, which is true, but also lazy in the times I haven't had anything to do. I have neglected my poor blog. I'm not sure who reads it.... But maybe someone finds it entertaining!

I have become super addicted to Pinterest. I love it. I have been searching the site for DIY apartment decorating ideas all evening! Poor Drew passed out about an hour ago. Pinterest doesn't quite capture his attention like it does mine :)

Easter is this weekend! Hooray! I love Easter. I love getting to go home and celebrate it with family. Growing up, my parents always made every holiday, even the small ones like Valentine's Day and St. Patrick's Day, something special. Hunting around the house, finding clues leading to more clues that eventually led to a great card or candy! This weekend I'd like to dye eggs and dress up all pretty-like for church and all that jazz. I love Easter. To me it's a time of togetherness.

I made a decision this morning to resume my "Good morning, I love you!" texts to friends. I mean, I know I'd like to wake up to a text message that let me know someone loves me and is thinking about me! And who knows--maybe I'll help someone start their day out right.

My brother was accepted to UNCW this week! CONGRATS LITTLE BRO! I'm so proud of him. He's brilliant-- I know he'll do great in college. However, I'm not looking forward to duking it out with Wilmington college girls to keep their hands off my little brother. LOL. JK I'm not that protective... (Keep an eye out ladies).

I'm totally getting ready to go back to Pinterest. Turn on some Netflix... Sip some coffee? Sounds like a winner to me.

Have a good night!

You Know... Sometimes Caring SUCKS

Why do I freak out like an insane psycho-maniac when I think something is going wrong with my bf?
Why do I flip my absolute shit whenever I don't get to spend time with him?! I don't distrust him! As a matter of fact, I trust him more than anyone in the world. I mean, every now and then he needs to decompress and be alone. So?! Why does it matter so much?!

I drive myself crazy.

Well Herro There, Sunshine!

I... Have been doing a lot of thinking lately.
About what kind of state my mind will be in when I get older.
Will I remember the people who mean so much to me? With a history of Alzheimer's in my family, I can't be so sure.
That makes what I'm going to do all the more important. I want to document my days, my life, like a journal. Some of it will be on here but all of it will for sure be compiled for future reading. Even if I don't live long enough to lose my memory (my hope), my children will have insight into their mother that could never have had otherwise.
A bittersweet moment to come to-- documenting your life because you know someday you will lose it. In our own ways, it's proving that we were here, that we existed on this planet full of people!

So here goes. On this day, thus far, I have done... Pretty much nothing. Great start, eh?! Actually, I spent some much needed time with my sweet friend and roommate, Christie. We talked and ate and goofed around-- A wonderful sunny spring Sunday! My hope for tonight is to have dinner and watch TV with my loving boyfriend, Drew. (PS: We've been dating for ONE YEAR AND TWO DAYS!)

Living in Boone is a blessing--especially when the weather is beautiful, like today! Sipping coffee and internetting all day. A nice start to my spring break! Homework will be done later... :) I can't call myself a procrastinator without backing it up now, can I? ;)

I'm still experimenting with my new haircut... I miss the length! But all those dead ends needed to go. And it's hair. It'll grow back.

The bangs are bangin'. HA. Drew says that he now knows why they call them "bangs." He's cute. :P But it's definitely nice to know he likes the new style. It matters, you know!

My addiction to Pinterest is growing every day. I love it. It's magazine clipping without all the mess!!! YAY! I love when my favorite hobbies grow into new medias. So diverse and fun.

I've been exploring my Kindle and I'm so excited about the awesome prices on Amazon.com. The number of books I've read in my life is going to go up drastically with my next paycheck... :D
Unfortunately, the Kindle won't connect to my university's wifi... So... :( I'll figure it out. Drew's wifi may have to do!!

I wish Drew would get off of work soon... Today would have been a PERFECT day to go explore the Parkway! But the sun will be going down soon... Maybe on his next day off? I hope so. I need a Blue Ridge Parkway fix! You can't live in Boone and go to the Parkway as rarely as I do... It's really very shameful.

Well, I'm gonna go soak up what little bit is left of this sunshine!
Have an excellent Sunday night, ya'll.

Heartache

I had this whole blog written out bitching and complaining about my boyfriend being a jerk on our anniversary.
And the last line said, "I know him acting like this once a year isn't anything to bitch about [...] Haven't I made him happy over the last year?"


I'm gonna shut up now and hope my day gets better. Life is good all in all. So my Friday is gonna be a sad day. Boo hoo. There are those out there who have bad lives. I need to suck it up and tell myself to get over it.


As a matter of fact, I'm going to pretend that our anniversary doesn't exist. It's another day. I mean, if I'm the only one who cares, why bother?

Cloudy Days, Beautiful Minds

So my boyfriend and I got a nice little taste of what it would be like living alone together. We were called on to dog/house sit while a friend went away on a cruise for a few days.

It was marvelous. We loved every second.
Doesn't mean we're ready to move in together... But it was a nice little experience nonetheless.

I continue to have trouble motivating myself to do... well, anything pretty much. All I want to do is sit at home, cleaning, watching tv, reading, whatever suits my mood. Senioritis is setting in! Graduation is less than two semesters away--and yet I have no idea what I'll do or where I'll go. I desperately want to continue school... So my plan right now is to jump on in to grad school. *fingers crossed* My hope is that it will make me more marketable when the economy finally hits a good place again (slowly on it's way??).

That's my thought process anyway! Hope springs eternal... right?

Say what?!

I don't know about you guys but when I see blatant injustice it really pisses me off.
My roommate was RAPED at the beginning of last fall semester.
The school let the two rapists back on campus.
Right?
I think not.
And don't doubt my credibility. This girl is my friend and until she was chased away from the school she was my roommate.
The devil, or dark forces, or whatever the hell you believe in is at work here. You can tell when 5 athletes rape a young woman in succession and then two of those same athletes go out a month later and rape my friend. And the school LETS THEM BACK.
When did it become ok to violently take advantage of each other? Since when did the call to love become the call to harm? And since when is it okay to sit back and let it happen?
Has no one got anything to say?
Will there be no justice?
To that I say FUCK NO. I will fight until I die for what is right, true, loving, honest and just friggin' DECENT.
Join me.

Ouch

I really have to ask. To anyone who might be kind enough to read...
Is caring too much, about life in general, unattractive? Are overly, genuinely caring people annoying to be around? Do they make bad mates? Are we bad lovers? 


Even when we try hard to handle our emotions on our own, are we a burden to those around us? 


Well, if other overly, genuinely caring people aren't, I must be.

Alive! I Survived!

Well, I made it through the night! Only the rest of Sunday ahead of me. I would feel proud of myself except that I had to call one of my friends to come hang out with me... But I survived. And half the battle of overcoming panic is to realize that nothing deadly or doomsday-y is going to happen. And it didn't.


Off for some coffee. <3 Which I love. More later perhaps. College homework calls!

Lonely Saturday Evening

I wish that I knew how to be alone. I wish that it didn't make me feel like the end of the world is coming. I wish I knew how to entertain myself for long periods of time. I wish that people being away or gone, even for a day or two, didn't make me feel lost in the dark abyss of the universe.


Is this normal? Do normal people struggle with intense fear and near insanity when sitting alone in front of the TV on a Saturday evening?


Being alone pervades every part of my being. It kicks at my stability and eats at my mind. My emotions amplify a million times. Why? I have no reason to fear being alone.


I've called who I can. But even then I feel such shame in begging people to come sit with me in my time of tearful, fearful, anxiety. So how do I handle it by myself...? Or how do I lose the shame and fear of asking people to help me? Will my friends think I'm weak? Will they avoid me? 


Will I ever get married? Who wants to spend the rest of their life with an emotional basket case? 


If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Does progress in this area even matter if no one but me can see it?


Most days I feel great. Most days I can either handle being alone or I can handle it myself. But on days like this it seems like it doesn't matter how I feel the rest of the time.


But it DOES matter!
I HAVE made that progress!
I can't forget that... I CAN'T! 
God has led me through such a thick darkness... Now it is a shadow. Sometimes it may seem dense and dark but the truth remains that there is more light illuminating my world than there ever has been.


I need to hold on to those things... Even when I feel them slipping through my fingers. Like sand in an hourglass. 


My progress is real. 


I just wish I could touch it...

Time to Wake Up

11:16 on a Thursday morning and I still can't seem to get my brain to work right.  Time for some coffee! A large latte should do the trick.
It's amazing how a rushed morning can throw off the rest of your day.  My sweet boyfriend just felt like being productive this morning! & yet, my ability to empathize is not yet activated at 7:00 in the morning... And now, not even half way through the day, I'm ready to jump right back under those warm covers.
I really do need to be productive today.  However, I just don't feel like it!  What a cruel joke-- a Thursday that feels like the Friday at the end of a very long week.

So, as I sip my coffee and attempt to jump start my brain, I find myself wondering what in the hell I'm actually going to blog about.  How does one determine what is interesting enough in their daily lives to go on a blog?!  ...  I'm sure I'll figure something out.



Either way, I'm sitting in my office, blinded by fluorescent lights & feeling the life seep back into me with every sip of coffee I take.  Mmmmmm.

Coffee Addicts Unite!