things without places

That really sounds like it needs to be the name of a poem, doesn't it? "Things Without Places". Maybe it's just me. I'll let it percolate a while and then try to write something later today, I guess.

By the way, if you haven't seen this yet, you should. *g* My mom, who used to work jobs involving words like "site communications", found it especially amusing.

School starts in less than two weeks, and I have to get up early again starting tomorrow. How much does that suck? Where did my summer go? ;(

I have to go to bed now.

Or soon, at least. So I'm not cranky and tired tomorrow when I have to GET UP EARLY. And I just remembered I'm working both my jobs tomorrow, yay. I want my summer back!

...this is so depressing. I'm going to go lie in bed reading and procrastinating on going to sleep. Yes, I'm pathetic, why do you ask?

And I promise not to whine at all tomorrow to make up for today's entries, really. Cross my heart. If there HAS to be whining, I'll disguise it as poetry, promise. :P