Soooo... work's been crazy. Literally. I've been workin at a group home for boys with developmental disorders & behavior problems since August. Graduated -finally- last June which is cool. But I kinda miss school. Crazy huh. One of the boys at work... GOD... he needs to go before he kills someone or himself. He needs to be in an institution, not a home environment. He's a giant 17 year old and keeps trying/wanting to kill this runty little 10 year old for stupid, psycho reasons. Word I've heard is that he'll be moving to another group home across town next month. He's a cool guy to talk to, but he's always SO angry and so loud.... Ugh. The other day he completely trashed the house and reached for a shard of glass from a picture frame he shattered cause he said he wanted to slit his wrists. The boy needs some serious, serious help and he isn't getting what he needs where he is now. Thankfully today's a day off.

One of the boys has been wanting me to teach him how to draw, but keeps forgetting. By the time he remembers, it's bedtime. One of these days.

I've been spending a lot of time writing on some Pokemon Roleplay forums... or whatever you wanna call em. Places like Pokemon Kanoa Region ([link]). Fun stuff, and a great release for the desire to write & breaks up the writer's block sometimes. Check it out.