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So, as October approaches (a little too fast), I realize how much stuff is going on. And because I’m having problems actually stringing a cognizant sentence together this morning, let’s present it in bullet format, ala the beautiful Zoot. There’s this little annual thing called Boobiethon. Last year I helped out on the photo-editing and donations side, which I just don’t have time for this year, but I just might possibly get the balls to

I’m trying very hard to work my out of this depression that has settled over me lately, but it’s been really hard. Really hard to get anything accomplished, let alone get ahead of the curve. I’ve had so many things pop into my head that I’ve wanted to share with y’all, but actually stopping and writing would be too difficult, especially considering some of the topics that I’ve felt that I want to write about.

While I’ve been actually getting work in, slowly but surely, I’ve still been stressing because it’s not been a great amount of money that I can keep, making up for all of the lack of money for so long. As soon as it reaches my account, it goes straight back out to bills and other annoying things, like, oh, rent. So, I’ve still be talking to recruiters about contract work, and one of them called

I’ve been trying to write something here most all day, and failing miserably. I’ve actually been working, surprisingly. I’m finishing up a couple of projects, and working on comps for a few others. Which is causing a braindump when it comes to me actually writing something viable here. Maybe tomorrow.

This morning I dropped Elizabeth off at her first day of Pre-K. While her Pre-K class is in the same place as her daycare has been, you could tell when we walked into the building that she knew it was going to be different today. We walked into the room, checking the names on each of the two doors, and at least there were three kids from daycare this summer that said hello to Elizabeth.

Things are alright today. Not great, but alright. I’ve gotten some work done, which always improves my mood, and I’ve been hitting guru.com excessively. I’m hoping that I can get some more work in, at least enough to make it through the next couple of weeks. I think if I can get through those, I’ll be alright. Of course, I could be wrong. Shit, I don’t know anymore.

It’s not been a good day. Actually, most of the day wasn’t great, but it wasn’t terrible either. Until BabyDaddy came in, bitching about the fact that he’s officially broke. I bit my tongue, wanting with all my heart to tell him that I’ve been fucking broke for months now. At least his money is steady money coming in, while I’m piss-anting around with gigs from guru.com and from a couple of referrals that I’ve

Ah, the beauty of credit cards. I ended up having to use one of my credit cards to buy groceries today, because yet again, I’m waiting on payments for some of the work that I’ve been doing. I hated to do it, but as BabyDaddy is picky as hell a tad particular about dinner-type food. While I’m happy with Mac ‘n Cheese and Hot Dogs, he’s the type that would rather have Steak and such.

Today I was introduced to what is the pain in the ass of the Fulton County Health Dept. I had to get Elizabeth’s Pre-K Hearing/Vision/Dental Screening done so I could finish up her paperwork, and I thought doing this today would be a better idea than the first of the week. I missed my turn to the building, then had to deal with the hell of getting turned back around in Midtown at 9am in

Everything’s quiet. BabyDaddy’s asleep on the floor, watching one of his “Extreme Engineering” things that he DVR’s, and Elizabeth is taking her nap in the bedroom. I’m trying everything I can to redesign gilded digital so it looks decent, and teaching myself the guts of the Nucleus CMS at the same time. Of course, with everyone asleep arould me, all I want to do is take a nap. I hate that I’ve not had a