Shiny Shiny Shiny

You know, it would be really, really awesome if the company I worked for did it's job. I mean, it employs me, and that is it's job, I guess, but I was under the impression that it would PAY ME TO WORK THERE. Supposed to be paid last week.....but not yet! Tomorrow, perhaps. If not tomorrow, there will be problems. Oh yes.

Anyway.

I just finished a book about a woman who has the worst, most self destructive, painful life ever. Ever! And at the age of twenty five, when she is an alcoholic, drug addict, married to an abuser, and spends four days living in a dumpster while prostituting herself, she realizes that perhaps something is wrong.

and she goes to treatment and turns her life around--becomes a high powered lawyer.

Ding!

Of course, this was not an easy task--it took ten years or something, but still.

It makes me wonder what the hell my excuse is. Ah, well.

I know I shouldnt get down on myself for not having finished school, or having a "real" job, or being wildy successful like everyone thought I was going to. I also know that I shouldnt blame my non-success on "life happening"--which, as much as it is the truth, isnt an excuse.

So I think I am going to go back to school in the fall. Maybe. Just thinking. Take one class, to start. It can't really hurt, can it?