rose

Ok, My friends are still dead and I still don't have a job. I don't feel as bad about it though as I had at first. I am stuck here thinking about all of those people I love and miss back home. I fully plan on dragging my sorry ass out in the morning to apply at a few more places. You know how it is: time for bad coffee, and long walks down populated roads looking for "help wanted". I know I should have time to write a tad if I am out on my own. Maybe if I ever get the courage to I'll post some of my writings in my journal or the boards. If Neil reads this please be safe in DC like I said before try to blend in with the crowds. xoxoxo Rose