We always have at least 2 in the fridge. Tonight, it was Fanta, Coke and L&P.

I've ticked off the multi-racial part I fucking love saying I'm Scandanavian. I'm like, one-thirty-secondth Danish, but it still qualifies I am a half-caste literally, however

I find myself in particularly awkward situations all the time without realising. It's awesome I fucking love being a weirdo.

Well, I fit in at both aspects of the social ladder. There's the 'nerds' that I prefer as friends, but the friends I spent more time with were the ones that were considered 'popular'. *shrug*

Good.

So does filing (it actually does... I found out the hard way this week that there is no way I can avoid not looking through the files, and I have to think ), but that doesn't pay the bills or feed the kids