Kerry is not in, school is not in session (for me anyway) money is in the bank account, and I'm not really having any family/relationship problems.

Okay, I'm sorry, but what gives?

I feel like Susie fucking-homemaker sometimes, especially when Chandler accuses me of being half of an old married couple, and doing v. boring things. Right now, what am I half doing? Babysitting the dog so "the men" can pour concrete into the shower that they're building.

Ian has a car - I know everyone said it would never happen, but it has. It breaks down a lot, and it's a stick shift, so he stalls out in traffic (today for example) cuz he doesn't know how to drive it, so we're not fully in separate car swing mode, but everything's all weird like.

Thanksgiving is coming up and I'm working an insane amount of hours (53) so I don't know when I'm going to be around, and if one more person asks me one more time if I can call someone or do something for them, my head will split open. I'm also "juggling families" this year, meaning I'll be dividing time between the Simpson's lake house and 15 family members, and my Alpharetta house with my family and their very strange friends.

I was increasingly bored with school at Georgia State (um, surprise?) and the commute was unbelievably boring and long, and I had a certain distraction that just seemed better than participating in class, so I quit, got a full-time job at Starbucks, and 1000 dollar reimbursement check from GSU. Funny thing is, my family doesn't know I left, and doesn't know I have the money, so it's been all cloak and dagger with setting up hidden checking accounts, and having mail sent to Ian's new house so it will be undetected. And the lies, oh the lies. So yeah, if in the event you are for some reason in front of my family, my horror stories about insane professors and horribly boring classes are things I talk about all the time, right?

With Disappointment 2004, as I've dubbed it, things have gone extremely downhill. Everyone's leaving because they know Bush is an idiot, except for Condoleezza Whatever-herfaceis, who is so enamored with him and his policies that she's probably hoping for a repeat of the Lewinsky situation. Whatev. And what is all that business about the newly restarted Food and Drug Administration Christian propaganda crap?

I've run out of things to say. My first blog in 8 months, and I've nothing to write about. Perhaps I should just pet the dog and play the little missus some more. With my education in a sinkhole, it seems to be all I can do at the moment.



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