Oh, I go absolutely stir crazy working at home some times. The worst part is that I live in a small town about 25 miles from any "real" cities, so it's not even a matter of just driving or walking a couple of blocks to get to actual civilization.

I don't know what it is about small towns and outsiders, but they just don't like to really warm up to people that aren't at least third generation residents. A couple of the grocery store clerks can barely manage to give me my change without throwing it at me. All I can figure is they're pissed because I'm older than them but look younger. hehe


Hey, how'd you know that's how I spend my Saturdays? Box of cereal or similar cruncy food , E! Television and looking at a kid-ravaged house but don't want to clean it while I finally have some peace and quiet. Next thing I know it's Monday and I haven't accomplished anything to feel proud of.