The process group is finished. That would have to do with my last stay at a hospital. 5 times to the hospital, 6 suicide attempts, I am much changed from my 2003 self. A boyfriend and a half later. I'm back at the mom's house struggling financially and mentally.

Money is still tight and I quit my job at Kroger: it was a crappy minimum wage job, anyhow. And Mr. Ruckle, the manager barked orders at me like we were in the military. Disturbing.

I sort of failed the Walmart's Are-you-sane-enough-to-work-for-us-quiz. So my only hope is Subway, or the YMCA. I have to work at a place which is close enough to home.

Other than that things are looking up. I have two queries from people who would like lessons in knitting.

I have no relationships with people for some reason. My family I barely have a relationship with. Don't go to church anymore, don't really believe in God, except for sometimes in which I do. Don't ask me to explain that.

What to expect from this blog---well, it'll mostly be what I wish I could discuss with my family or friends, but can't.

Other than that, I've been watching a lot of cartoon network: Chowder. I want his hat.