'm sorry about disappearing for a week. Something came up that I couldn't ignore, and my phone was off and I couldn't get to my email. So, what have I missed?

When I'm no longer stuck in the middle of a fucking soap, will someone please let me know? I don't know why I try, I really don't. I think Adam's the only person who's keeping me sane right now.

Don't talk to me unless you want your head ripped off, 'cause I'm not in the mood.

I met a cute kid at church, and his name is Reed. I was minding me own business an' everything (Danny, don't you say a word) when he catches me attention in not exactly the best way. Things smoothed over pretty quickly, but I swear to God if I find out who hurt him, I will hunt them down and hide the bodies give them a taste of their own medicine.

I just have a few weeks left to go until I finish this license, and it's kinda easy. So I've started compiling notes to write a spoof murder mystery novel (I'm tempted to make the main character an ex-marine officer), which is actually both fun and redicuously hard. I never realized how exhausting it was to just sit down and write. 

I do wonder how many cliches and cheesy lines I can cram in before someone tries to off me out of sheer annoyance...

I'm rethinking my desire to get a PI license. 

Not only would the majority of the jobs probably be spouses spying on spouses, but anything really interesting would automatically go to someone who actually has a reputation.

I am considering going back to school, but everything's pretty much up in the air right now. 

Heh, I wonder if I could successfully try a whole bunch of different careers. 

...

That's actually a good idea.

I'll finish the license, give it a go, and move on to the next job.