This week, this year.

This week has been one continous trial. One departments screw up, led me to miss some things that I have to fix. Luckily, as of 2:59pm everything is going to plan. It will soon be out of my hands.

I am going to be 25 on monday. I don't know what to think about that. It's another year gone by. I've done some fun things this year. But, I really don't feel like I accomplished anything. I've got the new job at the same company, that was probably the biggest life change, but certainly not one to celebrate. If i did, it be only for the patience to handle the monotony of purchasing. I feel old, yet I'm not. Well, if there is something to brag about this past year its that I finally started going to the gym and I'm in the best shape ever. A little superficial, but it makes me happy not to have to look at my fat ass anymore.

Laura comes home for fall break on sunday. I'm happy for that. When she's away, I realize that I miss her alot.

I think I've stayed out of the depression cycle fairly well this year. It was harder at first, but I finally met some awesome friends. I probably haven't told anybody about how down I was. When your soul feels dead and numb, you become a hollow shell, going through the motions. But, thats behind me. Sure, it comes in spells, but not like before.

What does my 25th year hold in store. Who knows.

BTW, i'm trying to grow a beard. don't laugh