You know, when I was a kid I looked forward to growing up so much. I couldn't wait. Now, I am technically a grown-up and I really wish that I were young again, if only so that my parents are back to monetarily supporting me.

I work forty hours a week at a barely minimum wage job and I can barely pay my bills. Bills suck and so does getting old, 'cause I've noticed a distressing correlation. The older I get, the more expensive life gets. Sucks.

Granted, I shouldn't complain to horribly much. This is probably one of the better summers I've spent. I've got some great roommates and I've finally managed to get some friends that I managed to keep over a summer. (Any of said friends who read this, you guys are great!) Granted, some of those friends I've had for a few years but this is the first summer that we've actually kept in touch even a little. It's been very cool.

Also, I appologize to all and sundry who I have been ignoring for over six months. Life is hectic and everything just got away from me. Work, bills, and college; that seems to be all I ever have time for. I'll do my best to catch up, but I make no promises.

Hugs to everyone!