Nothing to Complain About.
Not too excited about working 2nd weekend in a row, because i've been hauling ass lately. I like to get things done. Work multiplies. Fast. I hate that.

Things are good. My mood is good. So good.
I guess you just run out of words when you have nothing negative to say, right?

Most of my lengthy entries are when i complain about stuff but i have nothing to complain about. TWood is out of my life, i've recovered from it and haven't really thought of it, nor do i care. I've said my peace about S. and have no desire to talk about her anyway.

I like having something to smile about. It's such a nice change from not smiling. Let's see how long it lasts.

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posted on 2012-03-16 @ 10:54 p.m.