sometimes i wonder why i even bother with this. then I remeber not having anyone much to talk to, not interacting with people much outside work and realize that if i didnt find someplace to vent, namely here that i would probably be in a rubber room somewhere right now.
Let's see since the last post I have:
Moved - into a new apartment - in a new neighborhood
Gone back and forth on relationship issues that i seem unable to resovle of my own volition
Pretty much written my mother and grandmother off...(explanation to follow)
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