sal si puedes

that title is actually the name of a street in the Picture Rocks area of Marana, AZ. true story.
so another month has come and gone; the first one of 2007. not much has changed with me. i tried to do plasma donations, and was told that my veins are too small (they use a 15 gauge needle). i picked up an application to work at a small recovery hospital on the North end of Provo. i think i can handle that. other than that, i've turned in a few applications (none of them for CNA work), and i'm trying to keep the screaming down to a dull roar. it doesn't fix any thing any way, and one of my friends has a tendency to pick up on my emotions... while not always a bad thing for me, this can be really heinous for every one in the vicinity of my friend. i admit i selfishly enjoy the idea that some one is feeling pretty much just as i do; but it is rough on the people around us (especially my friend's coworkers and roommates, who are not used to the intensely harsh emotion coming from that direction). so, that's all for now. if any one actually reads this, it would be nice if you could leave me a note to that effect. if not, what's the point in maintaining this?