I currently have one hundred and fifty pages of paper sitting on my bed next to me. Paper that can decide the future of...well, my life. Job applications. All of this paper for two jobs. There's only about seventy actual pages that I have to fill out, but none the less, it remains a daunting task. One that I will leave for later, as now it is bed time. I hope to have these done and the preliminary parts sent out by Monday. We'll see how that come along.
Today was interesting. It was the first Valentines Day where I was content. Not wishing, not hoping, not wondering; content. I kinda liked it. It was nice. Not being selfish. For once. That said, tomorrow is going to be fun.
I should sleep. Probably a good idea. Goodnight.
Today was interesting. It was the first Valentines Day where I was content. Not wishing, not hoping, not wondering; content. I kinda liked it. It was nice. Not being selfish. For once. That said, tomorrow is going to be fun.
I should sleep. Probably a good idea. Goodnight.
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