Old Stompin' Grounds

I'm back at PG, my old park and place of employement. Helping them out with some winter work and such. Well, there's never anything to do in the winter, so I'm in front of the computer checking up on things and posting! This place is in shambles, and I feel bad. Up until yesterday I have always wanted to come back here and be the director of the nature center hoping that I could stir this place up and make some changes for employees. I came here as a kid and held this place high, upon working here it has crashed so far. It's so dissapointing. I wanted to resoter it to its glory, until yesterday. A. elisabeth doesn't want to come back here and B. yesterday was the sealer...this place will never ever change. Too many good ol' boys in the upper ups that will never change. I hate it. I feel miserable about this place and the poor schlubs that have to deal with this.

On another note, thank god for internal thoughts!!!! That has saved my ass SOOOOOO many times this week.

Time to poop!