(originally posted on LiveJournal)
OK… so, I was going to post about the sheer amount of Twilight fan-fic I’ve been reading over the last several months, but then realized I probably shouldn’t advertise my blatant addiction.
We need to add a room to our house. I need someone to draw it. I have no idea how to go about finding this person.
When I was in high school, I had a perfect complexion. Now I’m middle-aged, and my face is all red. I have to find a paraben-free, fragrance-free, menthol-free, phthalate-free face wash/moisturizer or something. The Body Shop changed the tea tree wash and lotion. Blah.
We also need health insurance, because starting March 1, we have to pay for COBRA. My son’s birth mother has better insurance than we do. Why? She has MEDICAID. I fail to see how someone who works full-time should have to pay over $1K per month for crappy insurance when someone who doesn’t/can’t work full-time gets everything-is-covered free insurance. I don’t begrudge S, not at all. I’m pissed off at Congress and the US government as a whole.
Yeah, this is why I don’t write more often. My brain is a strange and disordered place.