Dawn and I have been thinking. About time we leave this place. Its just no job and all makes it kind of hard to make plans.
I mean, what kind of skills do I really have? Sure she's a lot more savey on the 'puter than me. Honestly. But still.
Man, I gotta get an education. And now a kid to support.
Crap.
I don't mean to be so..so tainted. Its just life you know. And its about time I start making a liv'n doing something.
Seriously, thinking about getting on with the police force, you know. Except, the physical part might be a problem.
I know, just be a detective. Spike says we might could go in to business. I can't imagine him being my boss. Hell, he doesn't want to work half the time as it is. He's got to have fun. Loads of it, I might add. And he's kind of got a reputation.
If I could just somehow ...THINK. You know, not be on the wrong side of things..well, maybe things would start looking up.
I'm getting my strength back. Hey, I've even change my first poopy diaper and I survived.
