How I'm Doing...

Well... one of the comments made is that I never say how I feel... well here's how it's been for a while...

I've been dealing with a lot of personal things, trying to sort out what to do with my life, whether to stay in the Chicago Area, or possibly leave... I'm still not really sure what to do... However, I do know that I need a vacation, which I posted before, but I don't have the money to go and take a vacation... but oh well... I still have about a week and half of vacation time left... so I will eventually be taking some soon... possibly in November... But I just won't be going anywhere... I am planning on taking an actual vacation next year, probably in the Spring... right around Spring Break... I'm not 100% sure where I'm going to go, I do have a few ideas, including Vegas, D.C., New York, or Orlando... Possibly San Francisco... but I do want somebody to go with... we'll have to see who's willing to go...

On a completely seperate note....Here are some lyrics to a song that I've been spending a lot of time listening to:

L.A. Song - Beth Hart

She Hangs Around The Boulevard
She's A Local Girl With Local Scars
She Got Home Late...She Got Home Late
She Drank So Hard The Bottle Ached
And She Tried And She Tried And She Tried And She Tried
But Nothing's Clear In A Bar Full Of Flies
So She Takes And She Takes...
She Takes And She Takes
She Understands When She Gives It Away
She Says...

Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Town
Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Pain
Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Town
Out Of This Town...And Out Of LA

She's Got A Gun...She's Got A Gun
She's Got A Gun She Calls The Lucky One
She Left A Note By The Phone
To Leave A Message 'Cause This Ain't No Home
And She Cried And She Cried And She Cried And She Cried
She Cried So Long The Tears Ran Dry
Then She Laughed And She Laughed...
She Laughed And She Laughed
'Cause She Knew She Was Never Coming Back
She Said...

Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Town
Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Pain
Man, I'm Gotta Get Out Of This Town
Out Of This Town...And Out Of La

It's All She Loves
It's All She Hates
It's All Too Much For Her To Take
She Can't Be Sure
Just Where It Ends
Or Where The Good Life Begins

So She Took A Train...She Took A Train
To A Little Ol' Town Without A Name
She Met A Man, He Took Her In
And Fed Her All The Same Bullshit Again
'Cause He Lied And He Lied And He Lied And He Lied
He Lied Like A Salesman Selling Flies
So She Screamed And She Screamed...
And She Screamed And She Screamed
It's A Different Place But The Same Old Thing

It's All I Love
It's All I Hate
It's All Too Much For Me To Take
I Can't Be Sure
Where It Begins
Or If The Good Life Lies Within
So She Said

Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Town
And Now I've Gotta Get Back On That Train
Man, I've Gotta Get Out Of This Town
I'm Out Of My Pain
So I'm Going Back To LA
Back To LA...
Back To LA...
I’m Going Back To LA
I’m Going Back To LA