Time is ticking..

I can't wait for this trip to Seattle. I feel like I'm just wasting my life away in this little town. Maybe it's because I haven't been out of my town and my comfort zone since this point last year? It's always good to get away at least once a year. I just look at *Hendrix and so many other girls who are living their lives and can go wherever they want, whenever they want and a little part of me wishes it was me.

But then I remember that I actually work for a living, and that maybe all this work will be rewarded for a couple of years from now. Maybe I'll be living in a better town, with better friends who value my future ambitions, and maybe I'll actually have a ring on my finger and a couple of kids (not now, since kids-well, my coworkers' kids anyway-are the bane of my existence and I swear they are all going to grow up to be dumb just like their equally dumb donors).

I'm longing for this trip more and more since I grow increasingly worried about my health. My doctor told me that now I'm prone to a whole different migraine (ocular) and there's a possibility of ovarian cysts too? Great. Just what I needed. So now I have to go a 'lady doctor' and also get an ultrasound. Meanwhile, I still have to visit the neurologist to get my head examined, as well as the oral surgeon for these wonderful 2 wisdom teeth to be taken out...man. Just when I thought that this was going to be my year to get healthy, that's when it all goes to shit. But hey, I may as well get it out of the way now before I'm left without insurance next year. Poop.

Hopefully the next post will be a lot more positive...sorry about that, folks, aka myself who is the only person reading this.

Writing...

I'm working on my novel today. I want to finish this first book by year's end. Out to publishers by next year. I better be prepared for rejection.

But at least it takes my mind away from the rejection now.

I tell you...as you get older, it's really hard to tell who values true friendship anymore...

Promises and Laziness

I've decided that I really need to write in this more. Not just on new findings and developments, career wise, but of every little thing that may serve as a catalyst to that. It's partially because I'm just lazy.

But bad days at work, and seeing Revy being more and more frustrated at his work make me realize how important dreams are. So even though, I'm in the beginning steps of making it happen, I need to document everything and how I feel. Because that will keep the balloon of my dreams tied to my wrist and not keeping me all the way down to the ground.

So....*breathes*...I promise, at least once a week, to post something. Whether it be good or bad is beyond my comprehension at this point, but we'll see where life takes us...