Not much seems to be going right lately. I quit my awesome job with WDS Global/Verizon. I was making $13/hr, and it was an easy job. Why? I was depressed. I was sad because I'm three states away from the familiar. To be honest with myself I still am not settled in here. It's hard to be strong when you have $5.00 of expendable credit, and nothing else. It's hard paying rent with $5.00... I do have a paycheck coming to me, though. I guess I'll be working my ass off to get a job by next... week...

Other than being a poor mother-fucker, everything is going alright. I still lack friends, but slowly am making some. I haven't really hung out with anyone lately, other than Katie. Which I'm entirely happy about. Without Katie I wouldn't be in Washington. I would have moved home with my tail between my legs whimpering like a poor, freshly neutered dog.

I don't really have any other news. Life is hard. I tend to hate it. I'm sure it will get better -- strike that, I'm sure I will become happier eventually, but for now I can't seem to not be miserable.

listening to: The Magic Numbers - The Magic Numbers