everyone's someone

what cool work stories can i tell you?
well, it's strange to work somewhere where people die on a pretty much daily basis. well, at least every week someone there dies.
tends to put things into perspective a little.
and there's this sort of realization that life is all about pooping, sleeping, eating, and then do it again. but other than that: it's what you make of it until it gets cemented into what you made of it.




i am fully aware that i and my body are FAR from perfect, okay? so save your criticisms.

i will be 35 on June 7 and i have had two children and i don't officially work out or 'diet' so GIVE ME A BREAK! just a regular person. that is all.