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I miss being me.

I don't feel like myself.

I don't know, I don't get it . I can't describe it.

fixed my trailer today. not ideally, but enough to make it road-worthy again. at somepoint I need to buy a new fender though.

got a job tomorrow mowing a lawn and cleaning up my yard.

I was helping a firend of mine move yesterday and got an old RCA Victrola console stereo out of it. Wood case, swing out speakers, turntable and radio. Does it...
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3am.

I still can't sleep.

I haven't yet found a job, and it's really grating me now. I don't know what to do.

I fucked up a fender on my trailer--the upshot is that I can fix it myself.
I also put a huge scratch on the hood of my truck.
why? because I'm a fucking moron, and I can't seem to do a thing...
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Energy left.

I wish him well, and I'm going to miss him

I've got the perfect name for a business:

Jesus & Son.

I've got the perfect name for a business:

Jesus & Son.

nothing exciting.

working on a website for my landscaping company.

looking for a job.

thinking of going back to my old job--even though I really don't want to.

need to buy a house soon.

nothing exciting.

though I did register my business the other day.

I'm still glad I'm home.
though now I really need a job.
finding a job as a landscaper, in this neck of the woods, at this time of the year is a bit tough.

I didn't like Phoenix, obviously, that's why I'm back.

I'm happy to see my friends again.

but I still don't feel like I'm home.
and I don't want to unpack my...
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i'm home.

in Massachusetts.

finally.

I'm not staying.

I'm going home.
where I belong, with my friends, and my husband.

I woke up with a smile on my face for the first time in well over a week.
I knew I was going home.

my aprents are thrilled to know I"m coming back, at least for a bit. they said they had a feeling I wouldn't like it where I...
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Dammit!

I don't know if I can even afford to stay here.
gas prices are going to kill me.