So here I am, back in Ohio. Sitting here pondering my options. When I first decided to move back here, I had been thinking about following Chris into the Navy. When I found that I was ineligible to join up, I went to my plan B. I wasn't thrilled about the Army, but I needed something to help me out. I thought the military would have been my best option. I'd have a place to stay, wouldn't need a car (but would be in a position to buy one as soon as I got out), and would have all the money I needed to get my ass into school. However, the Army said no also.

well it's official: I've been defeated.  My quest for a new life down south in Orlando has come to an end. I've gone the past 3 months without my laptop, thus haven't posted since then. It's time for a change. I tried to make this work for 6 months now, and I'm now at the point where I have to give up. I'll be around more now, with my Mac back in hand.

Well I've started working and making some cash again. It's frustrating, though, to be the low man on the totem pole. It's okay, I know I'll only be there for a short time. I have a habit of moving up the food chain pretty quickly. I think Brio is going to make me a lot of money. 

So yesterday I got up, showered, went to work, and was having a pretty boring day. I got off from lunch and went on break with Justin, one of the others from my training class. We're driving down the road, then stop at a stoplight. While we're stopped, I notice a silver Hyundai 3 cars ahead in the lane next to us. I watch as the trunk pops open suddenly. Then I about shit myself when a girl climbs out. A real, living girl. A brunette. Couldn't have been more than 12. And then she just walked around and got in the passenger seat. I could not believe my eyes. Later, we pulled next to the car, and there was some old lady driving. Like her grandmother, maybe.