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Well, Lake Erie was good times. That was several weeks ago. I haven't washed my car since we've returned, I'm going broke and after this week, I'll be jobless for the fourth time in the past year.



It's been a rough few days. Hell, it's been a rough couple of weeks. Lost Mom's GPS, but I think that that happened some time ago. Still haven't bought her a new one. The back passenger window in my car busted of its own accord a couple weeks ago, and I had to pay to have that fixed. Lost my glasses to the lake up in Erie, and had to shell out over $300 to replace them. I was due for a checkup anyway, I guess. I also had to pay for the dentist, and whenever I decide to stop being a moron I also need to pay for new tags, along with whatever late fee they have to present to me.



Part of me is glad to be done with Star One. I never focus on my work anymore - primarily because I have the internet at my disposal throughout the entirety of the day. It's just time to move on. This job's making me lazy and irresponsible. We're moving into the house soon, and I'd be so much more excited if I was sure that things were going to be okay. Things always tend to work out, but I'm tired of being so passive. I can't seem to concentrate on anything anymore; I'm just sliding by, like I tend to do.



At the moment, I really just feel like shit. I don't want to be here. I don't particularly want to be anywhere. I'm not tired, but I'm not fully awake. I'm ready to work, but I'm just so damn apathetic. I just... Don't... Care.



What's really worth fighting for? I have no idea. I've got no dreams or aspirations. I'm here, and that's all I am.



Let's try to work or something!