Walking up the stairs to my room I somehow managed to cut my foot pretty badly. What the crap is with that?




So should I update? Should I tell you what's been going on in my life in great detail? I should, but instead you shall receive a glimpse of what's going on:

I've been seeing both Jason and this guy named Billy at the same time now for two or three weeks. I really like Jason more, but Billy is fun too. I'm trying to figure out the right way to bring this subject up with Jason, but I just don't feel like telling him because I don't think anything serious will come of either of these two boys. Does this mean I should find a third with some potential? I'm contemplating it, that's for sure.

I did find a job. It's not the most glamorous job ever conceived but the pay is good and it's not terribly hard work. That's right kids, I'm working at a Speedway. The worst part of it all is that it's mildly physically demanding and that my feet are killing me all the time. Meh. I do have several funny stories to tell about it though, but I'll reserve those for another time.

I've been going out alot more than I used to recently. I'm trying to force myself to get out of the house and be more social. Sometimes I become such a recluse because of my anxiety disorder that I forget I even have friends. I do have friends, I have a bunch of them, I just need to force myself to see them more often.

Ummm... I can't really come up with much else to say right now. If there is something you want to know or read about, let me know and I'll make an effort to put it up here.