01.24.06

Let's see...

things are still going well. The job is the job--and that's fine by me.

My hair's grown out a bit (as is its wont) and I'm still loving it. Today was sunny. *cue dramatic music* I wore sunglasses . I looked post-apocalyptic. I swear, when the zombie apocalypse comes, I'll look the part.

Talked to another company about some sort of print-shop work. Don't know if it's something I really want to do, but fear that if I don't pursue any opportunity that appears I'll fuck myself over.

Agh.

Stuff and stuff is going on. Thinking about another tattoo--but will take my time with it. It's a dragon, but not yer typical one.

I must fly--public computer and all...

go. Be fabulous.

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