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| Friday, August 1st, 2008 | |
| 11:19 am | Dilema. Dilema. Soooo. Cammy and I had sort of an intervention yesterday. We told Kira that if nothing MAJOR changes in the next couple of months that at the end of our lease Cammy and I are going back out on our own. For those of you who don't know, we have nothing against Kira and Matt as our friends, it's just that Kira is letting Matt freeload. She stood up to him the other day and told him he needed to get out and do something that wasn't just sitting around all day and making excuses. His main excuse is that he "doesn't feel good". So she told him to go to the doctor. And of course he said no. Then he said it was too sunny recently and that makes it worse. ><;; And then he pulls this two year old crap where he went and hid in his room so "he wasn't freeloading". Then he comes back out and continues to sit there watching TV and eating the food, using the power. AND then he told Kira not to offer us anything that she made because he bought it, and so she did. Now the problem with that is all he bought was the hamburger. She used the houses BBQ sauce, CADE's eggs, and MY FUCKING DISHES! I told her if he pulls that again then he can figure out on his own how to cook because she isn't using MY dishes for HIS food. And she just lets him. HE ACTS LIKE HE'S FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate him sooooooooo much as a roommate. And I am sick of the way he treats Kira. He has her sneaking around and stressed because she has to pay for HIM! I am just sooooooo sick of watching him be a complete douche bag to Kira. Just last night he made her sit on the floor while he took up the ENTIRE couch. O_o Come on now. Anyway more on that another time. The dilema is this: We just went and looked at this house. http://www.aberdeenrealty.com/Rentals/1 It's in our price range and we were the first people to look at it. And we love it. Problem. Our lease isn't up until the end of September and we're kind of debating on whether we should just do what is best for us and move now and give Kira like 200.00 until the lease is up so that we are compensating or just wait and hope that the house is still available. Mind you this house is almost perfect for us. We can afford it, it has a yard, and Cammy and I would just be depending on ourselves again. The reason there is a dilema is that the house goes into the paper tomorrow and the holding period on it is only 2 weeks. I've learned out here that if something is that cute, you should jump when you have the chance or you will end up SOL because it'll be gone in a week. Should Cammy and I just do what is best for us or stick out the lease? HELP! Current Mood:  awake |
| Saturday, July 12th, 2008 | |
| 3:33 pm | JotD Vol. 4 A duck walks into a bar and asks, “Got any crackers?” The bartender says, “No.” The duck walks out, but he walks in the next day and asks, “Got any crackers?” The bartender says, “No.” The duck walks out, but he walks in the following day and asks, “Got any crackers?” The bartender says, “I told you yesterday and the day before that no! And if you ask that one more time I’ll nail your beak shut!” The duck walks out again, but he returns the next day and asks, “Got any nails?” The bartender says, “No.” The duck says “Good. Got any crackers?” Current Mood:  chipper |
| Friday, July 11th, 2008 | |
| 4:13 am | JotD Vol 3 An elderly man goes into a brothel and tells the madam he would like a young girl for the night. Surprised, she looks at the ancient man and asks how old he is. “I’m 90 years old,” he says. “Ninety!” replies the woman. “Don’t you realize you’ve had it?” “Oh, sorry,” says the old man, “how much do I owe you?” Current Mood: calm |
| Thursday, July 10th, 2008 | |
| 3:06 am | Small update.... Just got off of 2 days of work at BK. It was a really nostalgic couple of days. It was pretty cool. I missed some of the people. Anyway...so yea. Will post more tomorrow. ^^ Nipple clamps. Current Mood: cheerful |
| 3:03 am | Joke of the Day Vol 1&2 This is a new thing. I figure then there is at least something you can see if not a journal entry. So this is Volume 1 and 2 of the joke of the day. Enjoy, comment, ect... Joke of the Day Vol 1 A dimwitted blonde bombshell walks into an airplane and sits in the first-class section. Upon sitting down a stewardess asks to see her boarding pass and informs her that she only has a coach ticket. The blonde says, "I'm a cute looking blonde and I'm flying first class." The stewardess replies that she only has a coach seat to Atlanta. The blonde then retorts, "I'm a cute blonde and I'm flying first class." Just then the captain happened by and asked what was happening. The blonde tells him, "I'm a cute blonde and I'm flying first class to Atlanta." The captain thinks about it for a moment and whispers something in her ear. The blonde immediately gets up and jumps into a seat in the coach cabin. Puzzled, the stewardess asks the captain what he said to get her to move so fast. "It was simple," he replied, "I told her that first class isn't going to Atlanta." JotD Vol. 2 A dimwitted blonde walked into a shoe store wanting to buy some new alligator shoes. The clerk quoted a price of $250. The blonde replied, "That's outrageous! There is no way I will pay that kind of money for a pair of shoes. I can shoot an alligator and get shoes for less than that." The clerk answered, "Well then, I think you should do that." Later that day, the clerk was driving through the bayou and found the blonde standing waist deep in the swamp with a rifle pointed at a huge, mean-looking alligator swimming toward her. She pointed the gun and shot it, then dragged it out of the water. The clerk was surprised to see 20 additional dead alligators lying on their backs. The blonde rolled over the alligator that she had just shot and exclaimed, "DARN! That one isn't wearing shoes either!" Current Mood: mischievous |
| Friday, April 11th, 2008 | |
| 8:07 pm | I hate life... So today I went to pick up a few things from Velma's and help Kira drop off her applications at Ross and Top Foods. All was groovy, I was looking forward to Cammy and I's anniversary coming up, life was grand. ( For the rest look here ) Current Mood:  cynical |
| Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | |
| 11:34 pm | ....broken part 2...... Now. I want to thank those that are reading this, sorry they are long and drawn out and fairly unorganized but if I stop to think about organization I will forget what I am typing and all will be lost with this. That is how I write so deal with it or don't read. Thank you. -- So as I said that is where my trouble started. I got into my new place in 3 days instead of 2 weeks and had all but a few random things that were scattered around. I got to work 2 days later and was called into my First Sergeant's office. At which time he told me that my ex roommate was claiming I never paid my bills, I took to long to move out, I still had things over there and she wanted them gone. Anyway this is the first time Cammy came down to visit me over christmas and what did she get to spend the first day helping me move and sleeping on the floor. So I explained to my 1st Shirt(Sergeant) that she was lying and that she had given me two weeks and I hadn't even taken a week to move out so she could shut her mouth about it. I paid my bills more so then she even did and he told me that because she reported it to her 1st Shirt he had to follow up about it. He said he didn't believe and damned word she said and that I just needed to take someone I trusted over to her apartment with me and get the last of my things. So Jason, Cammy, and I went over there and got my things and low and behold she started acting as if nothing had happened at all. She invited me out for drinks and got all huggy and crap and I was getting annoyed, I got my things including a $200 camera and lens set I bought and which I found out she had broken. I was pissed. I only heard from her one other time after that and she was calling to "talk" and I told her I had other things going on so she would have to call back. Yeah I am a bitch. Cammy and I spent Christmas with friends and counted down New Years, which included the random gunshots from neighbors. Yay! So this was the end of 2003. I spent my birthday that year in my Dorm room with my beta fish and a cake I bought myself. I also took a class on the fundamentals of Wicca and realized that no earthly being deserve the title "My Lady" or "My Lord" I reserve them only for the God and Goddess so I would not fit in with the circle practitioners. So I quit the class and learned on my own. -- Summer of 2004 Cammy and Dev came down for the summer when I had surgery on my right knee in July. We randomly picked up a copy of Newtype USA and found out there was an anime convention in Las Vegas. The very first Anime Vegas Convention. I got excited and as Cammy refreshes my memory some I wanted a sort of intro to anime cons as her, Aiji, and I were going to Sakura Con in 2006 together and they had all been to 1 convention before so I wanted to go to one first. We spent the next few weeks shopping around at thrift stores for outfits. I found a chinese outfit, a nurses dress, and the first on I altered and helped a friend help me put it together a brown dress that would eventually become an outfit. So Cammy and I decided I would be Mayu Amakura from Fatal Frame 1, Kohran Ri from Sakura Wars(I was originally, supposed to be Shampoo from Ranma 1/2 but I couldn't get the wig to style correctly so I switched over.), and Risa from Siren. My very first cosplay. She left for home which broke my heart like it always did and I waited for the Anime con. While searching for these costumes I spent time in and out of doctors for check ups on how my knee surgery went, at this point I was WAAAAY above normal and recovering faster then they expected and would do fine.(Don't we know how this turned out.) So I went to the convention, had a blast. Met ALOT of really awesome people but only 3 or 4 that really became my friends, and a couple of voice actors who became my friends. I also met a guy that would change the way I thought about the human race and myself forever, and not in the awwwww how sweet sort of way. Kira, Mari, Crystal, Heather and Robbie, they were the first people I talked to all the time while I was there. We hung out, had fun and Crystal and I eventually became roommates. I started going to the monthly Anime Vegas anime showings after the con and kind of started the tradition of cosplaying at the meetings. I went to a Naruto Marathon dressed as InuYasha. Yes I am a nerd. My friend Justin went to the con with me and gave me a warning about that guy I was talking about but I still don't think I would have listened knowing then what I know now. He kind of messed me up too. 2004 Ended on a high note, I got a second job at a Halloween store and got a new car. Loved that car! And a new roommate. But for me nothing seems to last and I always end it on a "This is where it goes down hill." Tune in next time...^_^ B |
| Tuesday, February 12th, 2008 | |
| 4:13 am | ...................broken..... So...I know the only person who will read this is Aimee so I could just tell her about it, but apparently in the last 5 years I have gotten word, emotion, and just life retarded. I can't seem to tell anyone anything without feeling like someone is going to use it against me and I will seem worse than I am, or think I am. Why? Let me explain to myself and the ghosts of this journal. 6 years ago I was getting ready to graduate high school. I had a wonderful car, a semi decent job, awesome friends, and I was doing well for myself in school finally. I seemed to have finally figured out what I wanted to do with my life. I had already comitted to joining the military to get the hell out of Aberdeen and see the "world". I was introduced to a wonderful girl who had a few faults but I wanted to be around her. I was part of something I liked to do and was adimate about keeping things the way they should be. Then when things went wrong and I said something about it to the Drill Team and to the principal it was turned around that I was the bad guy and causing problems, when the only reason I had said anything to anyone was everyone agreed that something needed to be done. What was going on with the Drill Team was that our "coach" didn't have time for her team. We always had to find a teacher to sit and watch us practice so that we wouldn't get in trouble for practicing without an adult. In short she took on something she didn't have enough time for and didn't want to admit it. And when I went above her for it I was the bad one and amazingly enough....the team who had backed me up...stopped backing me up. It was me against the "coach" and I lost. The night I quit the team I wanted to finish the fundraiser that I had comitted to and when I called to say I was coming to get my stuff I was told by a friend of mine's mother that she was told that if I showed up that she was supposed to call the police and have me arrested. O.O;; I ended up having my mom go with me and get my stuff, and when I talked to my friends mother I found out that the "coach" assumed I would go and tear shit down and make a general nuscence of myself. Now this fundraiser was a haunted house that we did every year and this year I had my siblings involved and when shit went down it was their fault, someone had a real knife in the haunted house and my little step-sister got ahold of it and supposedly sliced up some sheets and chased a teammate around the house.....I asked my sister and she said she hadn't done that and so the knife was confenscatedand then the next night my baby sister Becky got sick and had to leave and I was told that she couldn't by the "coach" because she had to be there to finish the night. My sister was 12 and I told her that I would be taking her home because she was NOT obligated to be there. Then the next night we were told that we weren't allowed to eat in between people so we had to starve until the haunted house was over with. I told her to fuck herself, in a few more polite words with my mother to back me up, and ate anyway. This "coach" assumed that I would come back and destroy all the hard work we had put into this haunted house just because I was angry at her...She knew that little about me and assumed that much. I got my things and left. That was the first time I figured out people were mostly talk. Now back to my Senior Year. I took an AP class for the first and last time in high school just to challenge myself and see if I could do it. I asked my teacher and he said I would have almost no problems with it. So I did it. For the entire year I battled my fear of reading in front of the class. Not out of a book mind you, out of my own writing. I had never let people I didn't trust or who weren't my teachers and grading the paper read my work. Never. And this man wanted me to read it out loud, in front of a class of people I barely knew. I told him I couldn't do it. He asked me why I couldn't. I said I don't want them to say it sucked, and he laughed at me and said that he doubted they would think that way. He was right. As hard as it was for me to talk myself into it I read each and everyone of my assignments out loud and got positive feedback on all of it. I even had a few people want to read the rest of the story based on a chapter I read out loud for a short story, which was like 24 pages, and I was excited. I was also told by my teacher that I should continue writing and get published and that he knew I could do it. That was the first time I felt like I could do something like that. Now back in the middle of my Jr. year I started writing articles in our local paper for fun. The difference in writing for a paper and writing for school wasn't much aside from in the paper people read it to themselves and not me reading it to them. So if they hated it I wouldn't know. Why did I bring this up? Well... 2 weeks before I was supposed to leave for Basic Training, I was working in the drive thru for Burger King and a man pulled up to my window. I gave him his change and talked with him while his food was being bagged and he looked at me and asked me if I wrote for the Daily World. And I said yes almost every weekend, why? "Well I am the editor and I was wondering if you would like to come work for us at the paper. I really enjoy your articles and would like to have you on our staff.".........remember that obligation to the military...regretting that right now. "I would love to but unfortunately I leave for Basic Training in 2 weeks. Thank you for the offer though." He told me that if I changed my mind to call him and went on his way. At this point I was banging my head on the counter wishing I hadn't joined the military. Of course it wasn't until later I was told that until I signed the final contract before I left I could have backed out at any time. ><;; Remember that girl I told you about that I met through a friend of mine. By this time I was spending alot of time at her house and hanging out with her and so 2 days before I was supposed to leave. I wasbroken-hearted. I just met her and now I have to leave and who knows it I will ever see her again. So her, her mom, and I all stood around crying for a good 20 minutes. She said she would write and I said I would call when I could and off I went. -- Fast forward to 5 years ago. Now I was officially in the Air Force and true to her word she wrote me. A packet of letters that meant more to me than almost anything in the world. I still have them. ^_^ I called her as often as I could during my training and now I was stationed in good old Las Vegas, NV...at 19. Fun. I met some people and started hanging out with them, and oh did I mention that between the basic training part and now that I started dating that wonderful girl from high school. It was long distance Washington-Nevada. Ouch. But we made it work. Now I decided I couldn't stand being in the Dorm rooms on the Air Force Base(AFB) so I found a way out and moved in with a friend. I should have known something was wrong... When I first met this girl I was doing a program called Airmen Against Drunk Driving, where we would pick Airmen up and take them and their car home if they were to drunk to drive. She was saying she had an extra room and that I could stay there. Not two weeks later her and her husband got a divorce and I moved in. All was well for a bit and she met my friends and we all got along and hung out. We moved from the big apartment we had to a small apartment and for another couple weeks we were ok. Until one morning(I worked nights) I came home and she wasn't talking to me. So I ignored it(mistake) and went to bed as I would be switching shifts and the next day I would be on Day Shift. I left for work and she texted me and told me to enjoy my first day back on a normal shift and I did. Then I got home. All my friends were there, no one was talking to me, and they were moving all of her stuff into the living room and mine was being put in a little corner somewhere. I got upset. I called my girlfriend in tears trying to figure out what I had done this time. I told her the entire story(to which I don't remember much now) and she couldn't figure it out either. So for an hour or so with only her talking to me I cried. Now what was I going to do. Finally one of my friends came in and said that they all wanted to talk to me. I hung up with my girlfriend and sat in the living room. My roommate then informed me I had 2 weeks to move out. So got up went into my room and cried, harder than ever because she wouldn't give me a reason, she didn't have to. They all went to a friends place and ate and I was invited and I told them to fuck off. I didn't eat that night. The next day at work with nothing to do I looked up apartments and found one I could afford on my own. So I went there during my lunch break and talked to the lady and signed the lease. It was a small(tiny) one bedroom apartment and within 3 days I was moved out. Now my trouble starts... TBC for I need death and to take care of a midget. Current Mood:  blank |