I'm sleepy.
I had to help out with computer troubles. Me...imagine that. The very little I know, helping to a great extent placate the owner of a new pc, who got a doozy kinda deal.

An official month before my birthday. I'll be an..adult...officially. Joy. Good and bad I suppose. I do believe I remember blogging on this exact date a year ago. Hmm scary.

Last night I was up talking to this new acquaintance who saw through me like a sparkly clean window. That was strange I say. Very odd indeed. So right we ended up talking and talking, for a pretty long time. Maturity vs youthfulness came up. I've stated this before...no matter how old and decrepit I may get my youthful soul shall remain dammit!
Maturity being able to deal with stuff in life. Youthfulness being able to deal with stuff in life happily. My idea of happiness? Being able to deal with shit in life with a smile on my face and well uhm..fishes to be your psychiatrists.

On that note. Did I mention mom wants me to put away my toys? *sigh* All the bears and bunnies etc. gathering dust have to be cleaned and bagged and put into storage. :( When will I get around to that pray tell? The room alao needs a grand overhaul. That will cause me to want to redecorate...which I shouldn't...and in cleaning etc I will get distracted and it will never get done. ARGH! Good grief. Redecoration needed - badly.