So today was my 24th birthday (well yesterday now that it's 1 AM).  It was a pretty good day.  I got a call for a job interview tomorrow, I went to lunch with my mom, I got money in the mail, and I got some gifts.  My parents are getting me a new bed, and I think I will be able to squeeze a new bedding set out of them also if I am well behaved.  I got a cute sweater and some perfume from Mr. Escobar (and I get to go with him to Memphis on Friday)  I've never been to Memphis, but I'm super excited!  I am goin' to Graceland!  Anyhow... despite the fact that I am broke as a joke and all these damn job interviews have yet to produce, I am still hopeful.  And I have a cutie that comes over every week to cut the grass so I don't have to.  I suppose life could be worse.  Now that I've said that and completely jinxed myself, I am going to bed.  I have a bit more to say, but I am too tired to collect my thoughts enough to have it all make sense.  If I have time tomorrow (or later today rather) I'll be sure to update everyone.