I really am. I want to be a writer but I allow my need for perfection to get in the way of writing even on a personal blog! What a goober. Bad TJ! Bad!
I am enrolled in a medical college...
I just want to take a moment with that, never thought I would say something like that. I feel like I could do anything now. I'll be working as a physical therapist technician but the areas of specialty
I could get into are extensive and exciting!
My Uncle Jim has banged my poor little BMW back into shape and it's running again. Looking at it, you wouldn't be able to tell I killed Bambi with it last year.
I painted the hood a bright red even though the car is black. The fancies that strike us. Also found, not one but two mice nests in the car. Gotta love Oregon.
Grim has put me on her auto insurance so I can get a 21 day movers permit to get it down to Arizona. She is going to drive down there with me and bunk with a friend for a few weeks. She wants to feel out whether she can stay down there this Winter. We'll see.
When I get down there, I need to get Arizona plates and tags but I may stay on Grim's insurance for a while. $46 a month is hard to beat. Jim also said my engine is wearing out so my buddy and I may pull one from a yard and switch them out.
I've started doing Yoga and riding my bike regularly but have been super lazy with writing and research:/
I need to stop procrastinating through perfectionism, utter waste of time that is. I encourage others not to do that and then walk down hypocritic lane. Tsk, tsk.
I blow a kiss to the world: *smooch*
Until next time.
Until next time.
My car...one day.
