so all this bad stuff keeps happening ... little bad things, like the dent in my car, stress at school, bad sleep ... but none of it is bringing me down, which shocks the hell out of me ... that i am happy enough that I can handle the stresses of life ... weird ...
talked to marge lots on the phone while i was supposed to be working ...
hung out with michael lots while i was supposed to be working ...
working garden grove tonight, where i don't have time to talk or hang out, we'll see if i remember how to work ...
two more nights of work, one night of school ... then i have something to look forward to.