Despite severe misgivings on my part, I finally changed my profile layout. Though, if my OCD compels me to check it one more fucking time, I may have to revert back to old ways.
Except for this new blog skin.
Oooooh.
Needless to say, I'm not a being that is particularly fond of change. While I am able to adapt well, I'm inclined to hate everything to the 'enth degree. Which is probably why I'm floating between to jobs, still living at home, and (somewhat) keeping the faith that my Truck of Doom is worth the few thousand dollars in repairs.
With the house up for sale, options have been lain before me. Do I stay near (but seperate) from the Bastardly Parental Units, whether or not they decide to ditch this state in favor for another, and where the prospects of opening a new business are high.....or...do I stay in familiar territory, fully resigning myself to an ambitionless existence, and an all too narrow comfort zone?
....Yeah.
It's a debacle to be sure, but I suppose that whatever the outcome is, the spiral will loom ever downward. It always has, and always will.
I guess that's one thing that never will change.
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