#2 // I feel old...

It's entirely wrong of me to feel old at 25. There's no reason for it, methinks. My twin sister has all ready moved out of my mother's house and takes good care of her self and her belly fruit. (my little zonster)
My boyfriend has a job where he makes $20+ an hour and I'm making $13+ an hour.... why the hell do we still live at home? I ask my self this same question persistently. I am weary and tired of all the mundane-ness surrounding me, but, as of yet have found no way out. It's lame. No, really.

#1 /// The Beginning

It's been years since I've actually written a blog. I, kind of, dropped away from the whole "blogosphere" when I moved away from home back in 2002. Since then, I have a found myself back at home, living with my boyfriend of almost 7 years, struggling with saving money to buy our own home. It's been a crazy couple years for me.
But, lately, I have found my self craving a place to dispense all my thoughts... my ideas... my wants... my... randomness. So that's what this is. My place for randomness. My place to gripe. My place to get creative. My place to share all the wondermous things I find on the internet.
Hope you enjoy...