quickie title, quickie blog
I've got less than an hour before work.
I'm waiting for my girl's bus to get back, and am anxious to see her as it's Day 2 of school. First days don't really seem to count; maybe even the first week. Because, it only takes about the long to get bored by it all... and then the whining, threatening, coaxing and promises will begin again.
She likes school. I miss it, a bit. I miss meeting new people, have new goals and purchasing promises of greatness about to be written down on virgin peices of paper. I don't miss the homework, or the boring pb&j sandwiches.
Work is work. I've got some good friends there. The job is just blah... nothing great, but nothing too awful either. I guess I want more, but will settle for security... for now.
My love life sucks, as always. I'm not too bothered by it. Frankly, the only thing I want to do lately is just sleep.
Am I depressed? I don't know. It seems impossible to be depressed when the sun is shining brightly, and it's hard to ignore that this will probably be one of the last great days before winter.
You know what they say about blogging in haste? I guess I should have waited a while longer until something better came to mind.