Been awhile, old friend.

So, it has been while since my last post. But I've been either busy, or just not awake enough to write anything out!

But here I am. Now.

Update: So, I did buy the volvo, as you all know, but I've still not had the funds to fix it up, ship shape, enough to drive it around. So, until then, I'm driving the gas guzzling truck. Phew, that's a lot of money going into those miles that I drive to and from work.

But it's okay. At least I've got something to drive!

Anyway, I really can't type much right now, almost time to go back to work from lunch.

I have no motivation...whatsoever...

Writing has always been something that I've been passionate about. Always. But, as of lately, I have found myself avoiding it. And avoiding this blog! You know why? Because I'm always tired. Always worn out. Never have enough time.

And to top things off, I don't have my own computer! And so I have to "Blog" when I'm on a break, or at lunch, at work! But...to let you know, blogging at work isn't a very 'fun' thing.

So, I'm at work. And bid you goodbye. Maybe the next time I post it will be long, thought out, and coming from the source of a home computer! (When I buy one of course.)

The Volvo has entered the building...

Yay! So, after much saving, anticipating, and suffering, I gathered together enough money to pay for the Volvo in full! And I must say, that is the best thing about this car. I won't have any car payments! It's MINE! I own it! And I don't 'owe' anybody!

I have never been so excited! I'm a car owner! I am the proud owner of a Volvo!

And, as you know, those cars just keep going, and going....and going....and going...

Almost like the energizer bunny!

Anyway, I am sorry I haven't been blogging as much as I should, but I've been tired, and I've yet to get my own computer...

Which is the next thing on my list!

A laptop! And! I get a discount from Dell because of where I work!!

A Volvo!

This morning I got up extra early to go look a car. Not just any car though, a 1992 Volvo 940GL. Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

The car is not the newest, and is actually almost as old as I am...it's not the best, it's not the most amazing.

But it rocks for my budget!

And you wanna know the most amazing thing about the volvo? It will be all mine in a week.

Mine!

My very first car!

INDEPENDENCE WILL BE MINE!

I've got a follower!!

The follower is anonymous, but I think I have a pretty good idea of who that particular person is.

Thank you for following! And reading my rants and raves about nothing in particular. I appreciate your patronage!

More later, gotta go from break!

My shirt shrunk.

I'm a little upset. When I got dressed this morning, everything appeared to be normal. My pants fit fine, snugly staying up at the waist. But when I got to work, I realized how much things were different.

My shirt is a lot shorter! I've been having to watch myself all day, making sure that no one gets a peek at something they shouldn't get a peek at!

It can be exhausting and frustrating, trying to make sure that I don't feel a draft behind me, but...it needs to be done.

And I can guarantee I'm never going to wear this shirt with these pants again!

My feet hurt!

When today started, and the sun peeked over the horizon, and I emerged from beneath my covers, I thought to myself...Today's a 'Heel' type of day...If you have no idea what I was thinking about, I woke up immediatly with a pair of black pumps on the mind, and which outfit to go along with it.

Now, for you to fully understand the complexity, and agony of the situation, let me start off by telling you that I had yet to wear this black leather, crocodile skin texture, pair of black stilettos.

Adorable, eh? No.

Feirce is more like it!

They have been sitting in my closet, yet to have been worn, or even touch their poor little soles to pavement or dirt. So, when I woke up this morning, and just kinda stared at my feet for a few moments, I realized today was the day.

I was finally going to wear those heels.

And that was a painfully bad mistake to make.

Literally.

My toes are squished together, starting to look like one big mount of nail and flesh (gross, I know) and when I take the shoes off, the entire toe portion of my foot is red.

And it hurts!

In an attempt to be intelligent here, I'm going to list out a few words that could describe the feeling, a little more than 'hurting'.

It's agonizing. Severe. Raw. Excruciating pain!

But, even I have to admit.

They look damn good! And at the end of the day, I'll look back and tell myself, it was all worth it! Because they are just feirce!