Frustrated

I have this awful pit of stress that's lodged in my stomach.
Ow.
And I don't think it will fully go away until June 21. Then that will depend on the ...summer situation. Yes.

I really wish I could just wake up tomorrow with a well paying job that I like and be able to survive comfortably in my own place. But I guess in order to do that, I have to finish this stuff first. I'm sick of experimenting. Sigh.

Well that was a very positive post, I know. Maybe my next one will be less complainy and more like "Yay, today I went to the beach and it was sooo nice and tomorrow I plan to sleep in till noon and then sit in the sun for an hour before packing up my bags to go on a camping trip with all the people I like on it and then the next day I plan on sleeping in and eating lots of food and playing video games. Yay."

It could happen. .............................. .

Go To Bed

I should be going to bed now cause I have to get up early for class-ew-, but it's so hard to go to bed knowing that you have to get up soon. It makes me want to stay up late. I won't though. I'll be in bed by 12 or shortly after. Or I'll kick my ass.
Last night I had the worst dream. I dreamt I was all by myself doing tons of Photolab orders only for some reason the Photolab was situated in my parking lot/lawn, and it was snowing, and also getting dark. And there was this black dude that came up to me while I was stressed and asked me to change his 600 dollar bill or something, and I sent him away cause I was too busy. Then I was way behind everyone's one hours and they were ordering like 25 by 50 prints or something. Anyways this dream went on for a LONG time and then I think I just woke up because my dream sucked so much that I didn't want to be in it anymore lol. When I woke up I felt like I had just worked like a 15 hour shift.
Stupid dream. I really like this La Tortura song by Shakira, that new one that's all in ...uh....Latin? Spanish? I don't know. It's catchy. I like the chorus.
What's the deal with stupid blogger not uploading pictures? It's stalled. How lame. The PICTURE is what it's all about. Stupid fucker.
Fred Fucker was being adorable tonight, I put my jacket over his head and he started rolling around like an adorable blob of fuzz. I wish I'd thought to take a picture. In fact, I need to take some pics. Will do. Soon?Maybe.

I have root beer in a can.

Wee! Holy crap the past month has flown. Although a lot happened in it, come to think about it.
Now if I could only get some marks back so I can forget about them in proper fashion...
Umm...what else. Life is good. Life is great. Other then wanting more time to relax in my favorite ways, work is going great, and everything else seems to be running smoothly as well. Course starts next Tues as 8 30 in the morning...gross. I'm really tired and moody right now despite being positive. My head is sore.
Ok, enough whining. I beat Zelda for probably the twelfth time today (pleeease somebody suggest a game to me that's like Zelda but not), which actually isn't so bad, as I've probably beaten Mario about forty times. I like repetition. It's like painting, or knitting, or what I imagine knitting might be like. It occupies your brain but not in an exerting fashion.
I have also resumed my evening walks along the trail now that my " excercise" room has become a bedroom. This has its pros and cons. I prefer solitude and the trail is always busy. But it IS very nice and scenic.
Alright. Time for Cedars. Byebye.