Welcome back.

Once again, I've failed at blogging. At least I'm not failing any of my followers, because nobody actually follows my blog. So it's a comfort to know that you're only failing yourself and not others, right? Right.

But in all seriousness. I've been doing some blog stalking lately, because I have some friends that are having much more adventurous lives than I am right now, and it has made me want to blog again. Even if I'm not currently living in a foreign country. Or living a luxurious lifestyle. Or suffering through some large trial. Or doing anything of great importance it would seem. But you know what I do have? Thoughts. And lots of them!

I'm currently still working at my minimum wage job, with lots of fun high school aged co-workers, in all it's fruity glory. I am really am grateful for my job, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't be able to move out of my house or go to school at all without it - I'm just getting a little, okay a lot, sick of it. I have pretty much every smoothie recipe memorized. I am confident saying I am the fastest smoothie maker there. I can only do the whole special cleaning list by myself so many times before it gets old. Unfortunately and fortunately, my work ethic will not allow me to sit and read a book or play games on my ipod or surf the web while at work. When I'm at work, I'm there to work. There are plenty of other people there who can do the afore mentioned things and dirty the place up just fine. So, my work ethic kicks in and I clean up that store, every nook and cranny, every day. I'm becoming a champion of a cleaner, I'd say.

What is this whole rant is leading to? While at work, I do a lot of thinking. It may not look that way as I clean with a blank, sometimes disgusted, look on my face, but there's a lot going on in that head of mine. So, before I just let all these thoughts just slip away as they often do, I'm going to write them down. Here. On my forsaken blog. For myself. Selfish? A little. But fun to see how I've grown and who I've become, right? right.