"This shit is bananas"

Life is weird. I'm no closer to knowing what I want to do with the rest of my life then I did when I was eight years old. Sucky.

Anyways. I'm pretty much over all drama. Don't want to be a part of it anymore. It's not fun. I don't get a kick out of it. I like when life is normal and laid back and I don't have to worry about who did what to who when where and how.

One day I'm going to post the list that Stephanie and I made "You know you work at BJ'S when..."

I've pretty much figured out that the next couple of weeks I'm going to be broke 'cause I wasn't planning on getting sick and having to spend money on prescriptions and gas to get the prescription.

I've also pretty much figured out that I'm not liking this whole being responsible and paying bills on time. The adult responsibility of paying bills on time just doesn't measure up to the whole spending my hard earned money any way I see fit. The thrill just isn't the same.

Here's a recent conversation from this past Sunday with Jim:

J: What's today's date?
K: The 25th...(realization dawns) today's our anniversary.
J: Oh...happy anniversary.
K: Yeah you too.
And back to reading the newspaper we went.

Congratulations to little Sean Schaefer becoming an FLS. About damn time!

Glad I haven't pissed anyone off by walking by them. Then again, I never really cared in the first place.

Off to babysit the sick godson before work.

Later.