Thank you God for TP. Thank you God for the rolly thingy on the mouse. Thank you God for "Lifesavers". Thank you God for chocolate. Thank you God for youtube. I'm sure you had something to do with it. I'm in a rut in all walks of life currently. Talk about inbalance. I got a call back for an interview next week. For the job I -think- I want. I stuttered and all that jazz on the phone. So she knows I'm a dork already. When I called her back to confirm a time I don't think I stuttered. yay. Freaking out. I felt comfortable with this decision. Until I called my mother. Now I'm not so sure. I love her. There's those times when yer mom understands and is excited fer you and then those times when she's all motherly and questions everything you do as if you have all the answers. Like I know what I want. Pff. Here I am. At the beginning. Just me. Alone. Standing at the top of the road looking down the hill at all the twists, turns, roads, and dead ends that may or may not occur in my life. Oh, The Places I'll Go. edit Damn. Now I'm thinking more about what I'm leaving behind.