"Just when I think I'm out, they pull me back in." - Veronica Mars
Oh Ms. Mars, how you had it right. I believe the end of my spring semester to be the end of my stress, but that is not the case. Let's not forget my overbearing job. I sure as hell can't.
My Saturdays now consist of waking up early to get to a bus by 7:20 in the morning, so I can be at work by nine. Man, I really need to work on that driving. I need to get over my driving fears and just learn, because taking a bus everyday is getting terribly predictable. And I don't know about you, but predictable is just about the worst thing for me.
As for this blogger's weekend... well it's been filled with Generation Kill (which Alexander Skarsgard has been absolutely hot in!), Skilettos (Skittles, darlings), and romance novels. Have I ever mentioned that I'm a romance junkie? Yup. I believe I have purchased over 60 books. Talk about sad. It's not sad that I read them, that's something that I'm proud of seeing as how Americans now a days can't even read a Ziggy cartoon, but rather that I now officially believe that romance is dead and the closest thing any of us will ever get to it is by reading romance novels, or watching romantic comedies.