Well, hell.

Well, here in a little bit I need to go get myself together so we can go look at the apartment complex. Cliff thinks we won't need to move. I hope we don't have to either. Moving is a pain in the ass, and we have so much shit. It's amazing how much crap you can accumulate in three decades or so of living.

Just stuff

Well, we didn't go look at the apartment because Cliff was worried about having enough gas in the car to get to work until he gets paid again. So we're going to go next week, which the lady from the apartment complex said would probably be better anyway as they'll have a 3 bedroom to show us by then.

Cliff went gaming with Tyler so I don't expect him back any time soon.

And here I am on the computer, chatting with various people and not really doing much.

My daughter is here but she went to the pool with Nancy and Jon (Nancy's friend that I can stand). I didn't go to the pool because it's that time of month and I have no tampons, and I can't find my freaking sunblock anyway, and I don't want to be sunburnt.