Life just keeps getting away from me.  It’s no big secret or mystery.  I know what my weaknesses and downfalls are.  How pathetic is it to fall prey to them even though I can seem them coming?

I’d love to journal about daily life, but right now my mind is full of disappointment with myself and determination to be different, to change.  Can people really change?  I believe they can, but I’ve never been very successful at it myself.

My PC died yesterday.  I’m kind of sad.  I’m thankful that Mozy had backed up all my pictures, but I lost a bunch of other stuff.  Not sure how to proceed.  I don’t have the money to get it fixed.

David’s wedding is fast approaching.  I can’t wait.

I’ve got to do more with my time.  I’ve got to make better decisions.  Heavy sigh.  I’ve said it all before, but here we go again.