i'm moving. it's happening, right now, as i type. well, not really as i type, but before i started typing i was moving. a few boxes now clutter the beautiful home that i am going to share with four beautiful girls. i couldn't be happier.
i'm disappointed, a little bit in myself but mostly with some people around me. i wish i could tell them, but i won't. instead i will be angry and cry a little and then get over it. i'm not sure that's very healthy, but neither is taco bell and i still eat that.
i've started biting my nails again. i used to bite them when i was little but stopped one day. i kicked the habit cold turkey. i've started again though. i don't know why, it usually happens at work which is really gross, i have to wash my hands a lot because i realize they have just been in my mouth. then i have to file them right away because i don't want them to be uneven. i think i have too much stress or anxiety over something.
my eyes are tired. goodnight world
