I bartend at Mango's. I'm here now, getting internet from the hotel that's attached to this mall. What a rundown shithole this place is. There will probably be less than 5 people who come in tonight. I'll close at 11.

I love this laptop.

The last week I've been spending time with my manfriend, Tom, while he's home visiting from Virginia. He's a college football coach and getting his master's paid for, so the distance now is just a bump in the road. It really isn't bad with email and cell phones. Of course saying all that to people and writing it in my blog is much easier than accepting it in my head.