Tim and I leave for the beach in 11 days. STOKED.
Birthday in 10.
My gallbladder is going crazy on me, I might have to have it removed.
I really need to get a tan.
My dad's dog might have testicular cancer. Really bummed.
Corpsegringer needs his balls cut off.
He needs to be groomed too.
I'm stressed about money.
I still hate my job.
I need to start taking pictures again, I'm slacking.
My life is pretty great, even if I'm a little stressed.
It's getting better now that I'm looking forward to quitting.
I love my tim. I love my friends. I love my puppy.