devastator

oh, it's so good to be home. i got such a welcoming, too. pj and rena [and her kids, too, of course], picked me up. pj brought me a boquet of roses, and little Sarah came up and gave me this big hug. it was cute. then we got my luggage, stopped at albertson's for some food, and headed on out. i slept the entire ride. then pj and i got home and went to sleep. we were so tired.

the room was so clean, but since my shit is everywhere now, it's messy. i'll have to clean it today. pj gave me quit a welcoming, i must say, because now i am bruised and broken. not really broken, but extremely bruised. bruised EVERYWHERE, and i mean everywhere. oh well. i have to love his tender ways .

i have to find a job now, find out about school, and do many more things. it is such a pain, but it has to be done NOW, or else it might never get done. then i'd just be fucked.

and i'm tired of feeling like shit. so yeah. time to get crackin'.