Derik, man, why are you scared?
The more important issue on the floor this evening is what in the HELL is biting me. I've got these wicked patches of rash all over my legs that itch like bug bites. So I scratch and I scratch 'til I bleed.
I know, right. Too much information. But it's buggin the crap out of me. It's not an allergy and I've washed everything so the only explanation I can come with is that there are some kinda mites or something in my house.
Anyway, I won't have to deal with them much longer if there are mites here. 'Cause I'm moving! Yay. Dec. 5 is the day. No, still no job. Yes, I realize how totally idiotic it is to move without a job.
Jump off or start ridin bitches!
Spent the night with David last night, and I'm way tired. Sorry for the lame-o post.
Keep on rockin in the free world!