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I was told I needed to blog more by my daddy. So I'm blogging something. It's Saturday evening. I'm here alone. Vern has gone to the restaurant to work til midnight. Ewa and I will probably be going sometime to bug Verno. That and I'm going to eat.

Things have taken a bit of a turn recently. I'm not as melancholy as I was a couple days ago. I am still really bored and don't feel like partying much, but I feel better. Things haven't really changed, but maybe I'm just getting used to them. I'm becoming more comfortable with life here. I would not pick here to live for the rest of my life. But for now things are ok. I think partially because I've written, physically hand-written, some things and that helps with venting, and Vern and I have talked. I don't know if I really got through to her but I feel better now.

I also think that my better mood has something to do with the comedic greenhorn that is my brother. He's always been a funny fellow. Always made me laugh, but he has recently been able to put these witty conceptions in writing well. Check it out at his site. Thank you Cole. I needed that.

Well, I better finish. I don't know when I'll be going to the restaurant. Clocks just don't exist around here. Love to all. Muah