is it getting bright in herre [sic]? please, refrain from taking off all your clothes, despite what nelly may tell you. because i am back, with a vengeance. kind of like die hard but without the explosions… or samuel l. jackson.

i’ve been working like a trained chimpanzee on a typewriter for the past several weeks. though, i’m sure a chimp would be more entertained with clacking away at a keyboard than i’d be at this moment. my back aches from endless hours of sitting straight and poised for clerical action. sounds fun, huh? hardly.

with the newfound satisfaction of having a consistent income (which may suddenly become inconsistent come this school year), i have also discovered fulfillment of another kind: romance, as tentative as it might be presently. he makes me smile, something which has become increasingly difficult for me to do since the fallout of a certain pseudo-friendship. not that i’m bitter or anything. who am i kidding? bitter is my middle name, along with jaded and cynical.

but i’m happy. currently, i am quite happy. this kind of feeling does not come along that often. so hold on to it i must.