Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I have Ikea gift certificates from my parents! $75 worth! Nice, hey? Happy belated birthday to me! :o) My mom asked me what I need from Ikea. Need? Nothing really. Want? Well, almost the entire store, if you want to get technical about it. But I'm afraid that will be a slight impossibility. I will have fun, however, getting some nice unfinished furniture and doing it myself. Isn't that the best part of being crafty?
Okay... anyways... I'm really tired for some reason. Maybe because I worked 6 1/2 hours this afternoon and evening. Just maybe.
This whole diary hasn't been very interesting lately... I've kinda just been writing about my day; nothing about what I'm thinking or feeling. Don't worry, it's not because I've become a heartless ball of mush that thinks about nothing. It's just that I can't write about a lot of it on here. I'm sorting through a lot of things, and trying to figure out where a lot of things stand right now, and I can't really bring it up here.
The bright side of that is that I'm actually writing in my paper journal more than I have in a long time. I used to write in it all the time, but as I started writing in here more, I started writing in there less and less... but I'm writing more in there again, which is good.
Okay, I'm off to... do something. I'm not sure what, yet, though. Sleep maybe. I'm getting a sore throat, and I can't afford to get sick. Not at all.
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