Rituals.

You can see it, but I'm doing a happy dance. I got a job! Finally. And it's not at Indianwood and has nothing to do with that bitch that was my boss. True, it's an hour drive to Holland... (It's an hour because I moved to Lowell, remember?) ...but I'm getting paid about $10 an hour. And it involves, essentially, organization , which I love, and NO Customer Service. Hoo -rah. Hopefully this will be a job I can actually work for a while. And I'll have plenty of time to write on the side...actually, it's more like working on the side, since I'm really trying to get my writing back into the center ring. Though, I still have to decide if I want to join the military. Actually, I'm about 80% sure that I do, but I know that I want to wait until we have a new president. I don't support the current one, so I really don't want to fight his freakin ' war. Plus, I'm just a tad out of shape. Anyway. On to other stuff. Things are good, more or les

So I haven't posted in like, what? Three months? Sorry, had stuff on my plate. By the way, I've moved out of my parents. I'm now living in Lowell (just outside Grand Rapids) with my aunt, her husband, and her new son. Well, new by 8 months. I realize that moving in with my aunt is not much different than living with one's parents. But considering how much I hated living with my parents (and how much I simply dislike my parents are people), it's a considerable step up for me. Plus, maybe now I can actually find a job.