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i registered for classes today. intermediate algebra at 9:35 in the morning on mondays and wednesdays. it could be worse. it could be eight the fuck o'clock a.m. but i'll have to get up early enough to be ready for work before class. ewww. and i wanted tuesdays and thursdays so i wouldn't have to cut my sunday nights short, but ah, such as life. as much as i've been making x� at the computer every time i look at my schedule, i'm really going to enjoy it, i think. not so much the math itself, but the torture in getting up that early and working all day and a set schedule and responsibility and weekends off. yay life. and of course, that's why i'm only taking one class. even though i want to take like, twelve and just take out an insurance policy on my mysteriously rich mysterious uncle and then have him knocked off! ha! ha! ha! i want a new layout. perhaps that's something to do tonight to fill in the space before bed. after exercising.. there really shouldn't be *that* much space since nickorish is working a late night and therefore, i won't be seeing him tonight. i've seen this in a few places and i'm not doing shit at work.. so i guess i'll join the fun and ramble on about the past [you know i love it!]. 25 years ago: i don't think my parents had even been married yet. if that was is case, they hadn't even met--that fateful day at the country kitchen where my mom walked in as a new waitress and that suntanned badboy with the blue eyes turned around to look at her, elbow deep in dishwater. i wonder if that story is true.. if they were married in '80 and not in '81, then they were probably living in the apartment in brooksville where they brought the motorcycle up the elevator to keep it safe inside... or maybe it was the two days in texas.. or any number of temporary living arrangements... 20 years ago: i was two and a month short of no longer being an only child. living in safety harbor, i was the favourite toy of my parents and dave and sharon--my other parents/my mom's brother and his wife--who lived in the building right behind us. slip and slide down the stairs and right out the door. the beginning of my life, i was the world to my mother, i was responsible for dave&sharon having a child of their very own; there are many home videos of me acting a fool for attention at an early age and humping the floor like a frog. 10 years ago: twelve. '95. there must be something memorable about this year. living in dunedin. everything i can remember happened when i was thirteen, when my first great depression came to be, when all sorts of things came to be. maybe 1995 was the year my dad was diagnosed with aids. mm, i think it was. 5 years ago: hm.. i want to see how exact i can be.. cause i'm sure i have some internet diary saved on a disk at home that could very well have todays date on it. so i will have to finish this once i get there. but. i was seventree. er, seventeen. i think.. i am suddenly confused about how old i am and where i was. i will indeed have to finish this at home. 3 years ago:
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