What to do, what to do? Myspace is down or under "construction" so I've resorted to my old "journal" (yes I very much like these quotation marks thank you). So here's whats going on with me. Best news...got a puppy. She's a rednosed pit and she's charming. She's precious in the sense that I can't walk anywhere 20 feet from here without her yelping and running after me. This, however, can also be annoying. BUT she's doing very well with her puppy training and she's fresh outta the bath so she's all nice and smell-goodey. haha. Oh, and she's black and white.

Next news...I find out Monday if the Boys and Girls Club got the grant. If so, then I go for an interview Saturday, which means I'll be leaving Friday to make the about 6 hour drive to Dothan, AL. Wish me luck... I think. If I get the job, (administrative assistant, well over 20,ooo a year, health benefits and insurance automatically, and a scenery change that involves being an hour away from the beach and about an hour away from some family), then I might be making the move to Bristol, FL. If I can do it. If I can put my foot down and say, yes, Monica, you're going to get out of this 10 foot town and GO!!! Yeah, if I can get over being homesick I might be fine.

N Den...My baby sister baked her first cake all by herself the other day! I'm so proud. She's 10 years old, 11 in August, and she's growing so stinkin fast. I don't like it. She's gettin boobs. I don't like that either. And her face is starting to do that awkward breakout thing that preteens start getting. Yeah I'm gonna need to sit down and breathe. I don't want to think about it.

And then...haha...it appears that I was right about Troy. He called me today and came clean. He HAD slept with my coworker and more than once. He also had sex with a minor in a graveyard. Somehow for some reason I just didn't care. It just made me really never want to speak to him again. Not mad, haha, just expected it. Is it bad when you expect the worst out of people?

And then...Katie moved out this week now I have loads of room but loads less cash because all the bills are my responsibility. It's not really as lonely as I thought it would be, but I've got good friends to keep me going so that's pretty awesome. As busy as I stay, I'm thankful for the down/alone time.

Now puppy's groaning because she's lying under my bed, hiccuping, and every other hiccup causes her to bump her wittle head on the planks. I laugh. I shouldn't. But it's just so dog-gone funny (no pun intended). Okay yeah. That pun was totally intended.

Well I think the ummm bachelorettes 2 are finally tired out for the night. So I'm gonna hit the hay and talk to you guys later.

Oh, and Libby, if you're reading this and you want to watch a movie tomorrow after church at MG's or over here, shout.

Love you much,
Monica