Mood: Buzzed

I really need to go to bed. Shipment tomorrow morning @ 7am. GUH! I'm already sore from climbing today. I climbed for like, a whole 2 hours straight. Eric made dinner for Barb and myself. Guinness stew! Mmm.

So I believe Eric and I have a 10 year plan. This involves him joining the reserves and going to law school. It involves me taking the steps necessary to get that job, so that I can afford an apartment and groceries, plus whatever other random odds and ends. And, that would be fine if I were making 47k a year. I scheduled a consultation next Wednesday. I called Tim to ask for a second interview. I may even see about plastic surgery on my lip. BUT...time will tell.

Quickfires explode, so AT&T is sending me a new phone. An LG Vu. I'm fairly excited. My QF does suck, quite a bit.

BEDDDD TIMEEEEE.
Eric is deep in thought. He's scared.

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