moving on up

It's official.

I'm moving.

Back to dad's house but mostly minus him. This world is crazy if nothing else.

I'm also giving some serious thought to joining the Peace Corps. The more I look at what they do, the more I think it's one of the few places around that could actually use my skills and meet many of the qualifications I have for "work". That's a dirty four-letter word, I know. Expect to hear more in the coming months.

My little brother is creating a resume so he can include references for a job he's applying for. Sad to think that by his age, I'd been in the workforce for almost seven years in some fashion, paying taxes, the whole nine years. The baby always gets off easy.

Okay, to bed, to bed. I gave blood today and I'm a bit weary.