dig in and get your hands dirty

Time seems to be flying by lately. September felt like it was only a week long to me. That's a little scary. I don't want this time to fly past. I've only got a little less than 2 years until I have to deal with all of that real life stuff on my own.

Will I be able to handle it when I get there? Bills, job, home? I think I can. I'm a very capable young woman. (Unless you ask my parents. XP) Actually, I can't wait to be free, so to speak. I'm not happy here at all. Haven't been for a long time.

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Ick. Two large projects to work on this weekend. At least it's nothing complicated, just time consuming.

And then there's some personal projects I want to work on. Hopefully I'll have some time for those, too.


Nnnh... is it too early for pajamas? My bra is being ouchie. ._.

verse thursday

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So. My little brother was watching the American presidential debate instead of doing dishes or homework, the brat and I go upstairs to get a drink and he comments to me on how Bush is being a total moron in this thing.

When even my 14-year-old can figure out that Bush is a few donuts short a dozen (we're talking like 8 here), it really makes you wonder why so many Americans can't. (Me? Biased? Where'd you ever get an idea like that?)


Remember when you vote, Oh US neighbours, that us Canadians will feel the aftershock of whatever happens, so please vote wisely.



And... on a completely unrelated note, I'm not sure if trying to make Hyde wallpapers for my site while tipsy is exactly the best idea. Especially when I can't remember what certain functions do or where certain tools are. *is still looking for the paintbrush >.>*