Once again, its been a while. I'm slacking again. My job is going swimmingly except for a little butting heads with an overeager student. Generally, I'm happy. I'm making dinner almost every night, Jarrod's starting to get the laundry under control, and I'm eating healthily for breakfast and lunch. That just leaves the bar to be upset about. Well, and my sister being an ass-pie, but I'm not going into that because she's already taken up too much of my brain time.

I still have dreams though... dreams that make me wake up feeling sad because my life feels empty in some way I cannot identify.