Yep, I'm Home....

..... to crappy Internet, crazy hicks, and other lameness. And cows. This was the sight that greeted me as I went down the hill to my house.

I'm living at home until I have enough money to move out on my own. To do that, first I need a job.

I don't have a job yet.

It feels like I am going to be here a long time. That thought makes me want to drink a Drain-O cocktail, Heathers style.

I kid. Sorta. I bet Drain-O's aftertaste doesn't last too long...

I just need to suck it up and blog. It will help keep me sane. But I hate writing on this computer ('the family computer', the only one with an Internet connection) because I just feel like everyone is reading over my shoulder. It's in a high-traffic area of the house and, yeah. I hate it. So much I can't put it in complete sentences at the moment. And I wonder why I don't have a job yet...

Anyways, here's to hoping the house gets wireless sometime in the near future (like oh, the next six months) so I can update semi-regularly on my laptop. I hate to be bitter and bitchy, but its pissing me off.