Up a dry creek.

6 Sep

Its better than being up the other kind of creek.


All that sleep i had saved up from before school started back up is gone. Dried up, if you will. But things could be worse. Without a job, without school, I’d be back where I was before, which more resembled the less appealing type creek. So, life’s not so bad. Sometimes its actually full of super great little surprises too. (thanks again, mama)

Also, a special happy birthday to Debita, a SUPER special lady!!!!!


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