Word of the Day: recusant JD told me I was emo the other day. I was all like, 'Wha?' But he told me it was all right because I didn't try to be emo, I happen to be emo. So that's comforting. I suppose. I've been really really lethargic lately. I slept till 10:30 yesterday for no reason other than the fact that I had to go to work at three that afternon. I haven't done anything at all for the past few days other than eat, sleep, and go to work. Today, however, I'm going to an open house at UHV to pick up an applicaton and a catalogue and hopefully talk to someone about if what I took at UD will cover the core that they require. We'll see about that. I'll probably just hang out for a little while, hopefully there'll be food, get the paperwork, and go. But I'm sort of excited about the prosepect of school again. I'll probably only take two classes in the fall, but two is more better than nothing. I'm thinking about, depending on how much financial aid I get from the college and FASFA, only working a couple days a week, maybe, not the weekend, and definitely not Sundays [since Sundays are the only days JD has off for sure because Hobby Lobby's closed], so that the three of us can have at least one day a week together with no work. Depending on how much money we need and when my classes are, that sounds very nice. JD asked me last night-he woke me up and asked me last night-if I wanted to move to Austin. I said yeah. He said there was a job he could probably get without a degree or a certification in Austin paying something like [I was half asleep so I don't remember the figure] $50,000. I said we should go next week. But really, he's been working on it and finally figured out that he has three more semesters to go before he gets his, what, associates and three or four certifications? I don't even know, it a lot. So then in a year and a half we'll probably be moving to Austin so that he can start some job starting at more than $50,000 because he's awesome and certified. Well, he's awesome now and he'll be certified then. And it doesn't matter to me where I finish school, just so long as someday I get my bachelors [and show my father that I'm better than he thinks I am]. Maybe I could work at the Inter-Continental in Austin. That would be freakin awesome. No more small time hotelery, but the big stuff. 'Valet Parking Only' Valet parking only? What?! CD player in the room, bathrobe in the bathroom, double glazed windows [?], in-room video checkout, a scale, trouser press along with iron/ironing board. It's like this place is heaven. Whoa, I got a little off-topic there. But that would be awesome. I had more I was going to write about, but I've been forgetting things lately. Wait...that's what I was going write about. Yeah, I've been so so forgetful and clumsy. I stand right next to the trash can at work and still miss it when I throw something away. I forget about calls I get for shampoo or something unless I write it down. I can't remember anything anymore. And I hope it's just me being pregnant and not something worse and more long-lasting. And I've been noticing my attention span's gotten really really short.