i know you guys don't read my blog to just read how i'm sad or tired.
i figure i will learn there are depths to tired. there's a level of tired behind tired that i will reach and then blog about it.
until. you. kill. me.
hopefully, not literally.
i always wonder what will happen to this blog if suddenly, i you know, kicked the bucket. the problem with a top secret blog is that it's top secret. i know the other blog would go on...swagg's a control freak on a tight leash..but he would keep that blog up "in my honor" ha!
morbid, i know.
i guess since i do have a few blogger's numbers in my phone (si, yo soy especial) ((yes, i just went bi-lingual on your candy asses...), i would hope my mom or bff would have the gumption to go through my phone to call all my friends or send a mass text that i've died.
imagine, a mass text.
but, yes..i am ex.haus.ted.
so exhausted, i have a headache...literally.
and i've been wrecking my brain to figure out what to look forward to on friday because i need something to get me through the week. i think the thing i'm looking forward to is looking forward to doing something on friday.
my non-driver's license is expired. i have to go to the dmv or soon, as in next week, i won't be able to cash my checks. i have to go on friday. so, i'm excited to leave work 2 hrs early to wait at the dmv FOR.EV.ER because i really really really need to change my picture. i was 13 and my smile is weird and my mom did my hair that dad..i look like it was the 80s....
not much else is going on...especially the scrabble games...TRISH. *ahem* DAMON *ahem*
oh, did i mention, how i wish i had more money...oh wells....