I have also been thinking that this page looks a little simple and empty, so I might fiddle around with the colors and fonts, but probably not, because I am such a fan of default settings after all. We shall see.

So it is a few hours later, I suppose you could call it late evening, and I am continually hounded by this desire to reach out, to communicate, to create. All that good stuff, and this is the best I can come up with. I'm not sure if I trust the new typewriter yet and anything that doesn't involve typing seems to be destroyed anytime I come near it. So yeah, I might be back a few times tonight, or, and this is much more possible, I will pass out in my chair sometime, and nothing will come of it, until the sun comes up, and the day starts over. At the very least I might hear back about some work. Excellent. Work would give me something to do during the day aside from arranging things in my room and going to the post office. Classes start soon, and I have worked my schedule down to pretty much what it is going to be. That should be fun. Well, duty calls.

Wow, I just noticed how many of these posts begin with the word so. Hopefully that will stop, well, at least it might, because I'm going to start paying attention to that. It's Thursday night, it's nice and dark, there is some long recording of a thunderstorm playing in the background, and I get to sit on my floor among the big piles of all my stuff. It's fun I guess, it is a bit lonely. Oh well, at least I've been sleeping regularly. My giant empty bed has helped with that. Awe, where are the ladies? Too far away.

So here we are, a few days before the move into the new apartment. The room is a horrible horrible mess, but that's alright, I'm just going to throw everything in the car and drive it over there anyway. Work should start soon, but who knows with these guys. The Jeep is defiantly dieing, and there isn't much I can do about it. It needs to last until 100,000 miles at least, at which point I think I might just drive it off a cliff, but keep the steering wheel and the shifter head. That is if the poor thing can even make it up to a cliff anymore. I just don't even know what's wrong with it, and that means it will be expensive. Also, the Jeep will return to El Paso, and perhaps be put to rest there. School should start soon, which will be good, I'm ready to do some learning, specially in the new direction I've decided to take. I also get to go buy furniture, which really should be a lot of fun, a new comfy bed, just for me and somebody special. Well, we don't have any dishes or food, but I'm gonna go scrounge around the kitchen for food, so take it easy.