Off to Gainesville for two days with Dan and my Dad.

 We have to leave at 5:30 am so Dan can get to her orientation on time.

 Its 11:30 and we're up making food.

 We'll be like zombies tomorrow.

 Work is too much for me and I'm in a non motivational stage of wanting but not looking for a new job.

 I'm too picky and just well... lazy.

 My pay check is going to be sweet.

I'm hoping to pay off my mothers car so it will soon be mine and I can sell Elenore my 1991 teal Saturn.

 God bless her so many good and bad memories.

Dan eats a lot. I don't know how she will survive away from our kitchen.

She's standing behind me and watching everything i type.

She's a turd.... just kidding.

A weekend in Jacksonville?

 Depends on a few variables.

A weekend anywhere but her would be great right about now.

I would like a vacation. Friends and perhaps beer included. <3

I haven't figured out this new technology yet.

 Perhaps i never will... I'm always screaming. "Fuck" "Shit" "Dammit"

Michael just laughs rambles something I'm supposed to understand.

I like typewriters better.

 I also prefer a walkman to a MP3 player... but whatev.

Time to pack. Time to not sleep. Love to all.