This is own reading\relaxing area. I sit and read\relax here. The only problem is that i am seriously addicted to tv and my comp. I'm pretty sure they make me a worse person. Actually i'm certain of it. poor lonely reading\relaxing room.

My first piece of mail. Does this mean i really LIVE here now?

This place is rediculasly beautiful...it makes me feel nervous.

I need to find a job so i an currently filling out a app to be a manny for rich kids...Part of me hopes i don't get it.

i'm in a new house, in a new city, about to go to a new school and trying to find a new job. The newness is overwhelming around me lately.
And i feel just slightly overwhelmed by it all. so this blog will contain only the bare fact:

Fact 1. I really like my place. It's old and wooden and will probably drafty as hell come winter, but i like it. And I also like my roommates. They are nice and talkative and pretty laid back it seems. So my living arrangements are a 8 out of 10.

Fact 2. I need a job. At this point i would take almost anything (except serving people burgers or telling them to buy clothes. I'm not that low yet) Ideally i would like to do something in the city with youth. But I'm not too hopeful for that right now. I just want to be able to earn a check.

fact 3. I don't miss home...but i miss a couple of people.

I have decided to start posting things on here again. The real irony and humor of it is...i don't think anyone knows its here.

IT'S ALL ABOUT ME BITCH!!!

(laughs lightly to self)

I just got this from one of the ladies i work with. She's my favorite now.