Unfaithful Blogger

I am not totally commited to writing a blog everyday. I just can't seem to find the time to do that. Not to mention I am a typical girl and actually have a journal that I write with pen and paper. Maybe that isn't typical its just old-fashioned. Whatever, so I am writing here on Super Bowl Sunday. Not too excited about the game. I don't really care who wins at all. My two teams are out of it so who cares? I wouldn't mind the overly arogant Patriots to lose. Because they are assholes, but anyway. So I still do not know if my offer on the house I put a bid on has been accepted. I should know tomorrow. I really really really want this house, but at a good price. The whole concept of buying a house is scary. I mean it means I am indeed growing up and taking charge of my life. I am wasting good money renting. A home is an investment. I am looking at my future here. I want to be happy and comfortable. The most important thing is for me to feel at home somewhere. I don't feel at home here. I want to make all the noise I want and not worry that the neighbors are going to get pissed and play the drums at ungodly times of the morning. I just want to be happy. So hopefully I get it...okay no more now.