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Ah, we meet again. Once more, I have started a blog/jornal/project, and left it to sit in it's decaying remains until I noticed it again. Whoops. Not that anyone really reads my blog, but it's nice to think that I have a following of highly educated and rather good-looking people hanging on my every word... words that I haven't shared since last September.
So, things are pretty good for the most part. Still live in the Hovel, still chase Lucy around every morning, still teach 5th grade deaf ed. Not alot has changed, except the people. I hang out with a much different crowd these days. Mostly people from my church that I don't find condescening or hypocritical. These people are real. They love Christ, and they love people. Therefore, I love them.
My two best friends got married. One to Mr. Perfect-for Her, one to Mr. Better-than-You. I'm still besties with the best friend who DIDN'T marry the narccisistic control freak. The other, well... what can you do? Nothing. Sit, wait, and be a safety net for when all hell breaks loose.
I am so, so bored with life. Do you ever get that way? I'm a natural vagabond (and no, there's not a negative connotation to that word... it simply means that if i sit still too long, my butt starts to itch). Stay in one place doesn't suit me well. I need to get out of the Hovel. Onto bigger and better things... hopefully that include a yard (which I will never mow, by the way). But I am a poor and lowly teacher. A house would require one of two things. A roommate, or a husband. Since roommates are usually easier to live with, I choose the former. However, I know no one who a.) needs a roommate as well, b.) wants to live outside the loop, or c.) who could stand living with me. Let me know if you know of such a person. I'm fairly sure they only exhist in the stories of Brahm.
So, hopefully it wont be 6 more months before I post again. But, I can't promise. Tell your friends.