samling

not much going on. i worked today, it was a long day with a few customers that kind of were in bad situations. you always feel bad for a few, wishing you could do more than what you're able to.

i have to take my little one up to a few different specialists this week and next. she'll be fine, we just have to get a few different opinions. autism is a strange creature, and hard sometimes to diagnose, much less find a plan for how to treat it.

my parents don't understand i'm 25, soon to be 26. maybe someday. when i'm 40, the'll stop treating me like an invalid. or not, then i can have the glory of being the family kook.

i'm gonna make my famous butterscotch brownies for a guy at work that has really helped me out in the last week. i hope he doesn't think anything of it but just wanting to be nice. he'd be an awesome friend. fit right in with my other boys.

tomorrow is my day off, lots of stuff in my head i wanna do, i hope it'll all get done. if not, there's always friday.

square one isn't such a bad start. and when there is no more pride, ego can't be of harm to you.

i just wish the child would go to sleep, she's soooooooo tired. to the point of being wired. silly girl. but i love her.