Spring is here, kind of. Weather here is highly bipolar, even more so then your average serial killer. Still, the occasional seventy degree day is ice, plus my job situation is improving.

Oh yay, I go from minimum wage at a locally owned market to minimum wage at an ice cream parlor.

I'll take the change.

Anyhow, I'm getting restless, what with spring break here and all. I'm not going anywhere for it, just kind of staying in town and doing what I do. It makes my skin crawl to think I'm not taking every opportunity to leave.

Hmm...I <3 Terry Pratchett's writing. His books are so thoughtful and amusing and insightful that each one makes me stop and laugh afterwards, not at the content but at the truth within it. Especcially on relationships, as at the moment I'm still recovering from one.