yeah...life is grand...?

Well, I am still at "work". I don't know what to call this place...I love it and it seemingly is my prison. I have been here since 6am...I want to go home. I am waiting for sticky buns to cool...that almost sounds derogitory (sp?), eh? Anyway, I am tired and my "boss" (he doesn't like me to call him that)...said that I looked tired. So I looked in the mirror, and I look tired. I have quite a few new poems to put on my other blogsite. I forgot to bring them...maybe subconsciously I didn't want to bring them, maybe I knew there really wouldn't be time.
Anyhow, we leave for Colorado (Ensenada..?) at 10am. I made them breakfast. Hopefully they like it cause that's why I am still here, otherwise I would have left at 4pm. That would have been nice, but that's okay. I liked baking and working my vocal chords. I bought the Phantom of the Opera cd, the new one, and oh, I really like it. I can't sing as high as Ms. Rossum, but I can hold my own...tomorrow I will have no voice for saying that. I do find that my voice is best when I am singing to the Lord. I know that sounds corny, but it's true. I don't mind.
I finished up my back bedroom, it's a study/hang-out/music room. I like it. It makes me happy. I like the peeps I work with. All the full-time staff are pretty cool and the retirees as well. I ate over at one of the retirees house's (trailor) this last week and my "boss" is going to have me and the other two ppl my age (Angela and Toby) come over on Monday nights for suppers- yay, no cooking! That is exciting.
School is good. I am thoroughly enjoying the classes and the teachers are pretty cool. Well. I am tired, so I going to go wrap the cinn. buns and scoot. Mrr.