One Thousand Resplendent Suns

Been a little while since I could find the energy to write again. Not as long as my last little halt, of about five years. I used to think I was a pretty decent fiction writer, I don't think I'm so good now. I thought about maybe doing chapters of stories here, because that be kinda neat- but still. It be tough.

On another note, I've had a pretty awesome weekend and general awesome time. I love my friends, and I'm really happy all of them are in my life. Now, 24 years old. Happy birthday me. It just makes me think I can really get all the further in my life. I'm still looking for a new job, having to write a whole list of things I've done for my Mother so she can help me come up with a Resume` Or something. Anywho, I've got work in the morning and should get to sleep. I /would/ have had the day off tomorrow- but I stupidly said I'd work. Well, more hours for me. Luckily, my logical mind was awake when I said yet. My other self would have been like 'Hehe. Fuck you.'