You would think that now would be the time to start freaking out and wondering how the hell I am going to pay for my car, or my rent, or my bills. I don't have enough money to make it all happen, and staring at the 1st is just starting to get downright frustrating. Or is it? I am oddly not panicking. I don't feel sick, I don't feel much of anything, actually.

Somehow, I almost feel like I should let it all fall apart so I can put it back together. Or maybe, I've become so damned depressed that I can't figure out how to get off of my ass and do something more active about it. Sure, I've been looking for work. I've had a few interviews. I should probably get in touch with some Bloom stores about doing something part time, but I just can't seem to care.

It's like I know that I'll work it out somehow. But this pile of bills has become monumental and I really don't know if I can afford to even get food next time we need to get groceries.

And I think the only thing that puts me on edge about it all is that I just can't seem to care. I normally panic when when I spend 10 dollars more than I meant to on groceries, and that's when I actually HAVE money.

...I don't know. I just know I need to get back into working somewhere worthwhile, and soon.

So, it's boiled down to some final dollars and a few shreds of sanity. There's a good chance that Lissette and I will have to book it to Connecticut to stay with a good friend. We're planning a trip soon for a week to do some job hunting, and may end up making it a semi-permanent or permanent move to get back on our feet.

Kinda...a heads up, I guess. Things here are getting progressively worse, and my options are extremely limited.

(As also seen on my Myspace blog. -- I know I haven't updated here for a while...)

So, I am among the employed. - Part-time employed, but employed nonetheless. The good news is that I can still get at least a part of my unemployment benefits while this is going on (we'll see how that works, but apparently whatever I earn for a week can be deducted from my unemployment. Considering that my weekly earnings are under half my unemployment, it still helps...a bit.) The bad news is that I drive to Woodbridge to work under 30 hours a week, and that my cd changer in my car is broken. Fun.

    So...hint-hint, I want an adapter for my iPod in my car. Though there is a nice classical music station which I enjoy on my way to work (quite calming, actually...) it makes me a bit sleepy on late-night drives home.

    My mother helped me out by contacting a store within her area that needed help. I suppose the big problem with this is that since both my mother and sister work for the company, the management seems to have incredibly high expectations for me. As such, they had forgotten that I worked only two months for the company over eight years ago, and threw me to the wolves on my first day. (I was NOT happy, let me tell you. No better way to depress a person than to shove them back down to the bottom of the barrel like they haven't worked a day in their life.) Secondly, they seem to wish me a miracle worker, which...frankly, I am not. I AM a fast learner, and I don't like to be bored at work, but...it is not my responsibility (nor my intention) to turn their poorly running store around.

    *sigh* Alas, the woes of the country in it's current state. 6.5% unemployment rate, last time I read. And my job wasn't even CUT before. What's more, is that I think that the combination of factors (my having been fired, temporarily losing some social skills and the economy at large) has contributed to the fact that I am back among the wage slaves making half of what I used to make PER HOUR less than two years ago.

    Bleh, I am just tired.

    So, I have a goal. It is my intention that within two weeks I will be off of the cash register and training in the office at this new job, and then I will find a similar job closer to home to transfer into.

    I have to find some way to be able to afford this apartment. Jabari is moving...which makes it...extremely difficult. Lissette isn't working, and I have a poorly paying part-time job. While my mother has graciously offered for me to move in with them,  I just can't do that. I've grown to like it here...and there is (frankly) no space for me there. (Not to mention other factors, which my mother would simply not understand....)

    I'd considered a move to Connecticut; thinking perhaps the job market would be better, and that the cost of living may not be quite so high. -- It's still something under consideration. Winter looms ever closer, and the fall months always make me reminisce. At times I feel pangs of regret for some decisions that I've made with my life (such as taking that job last year...) -- but then realize that it's all part of the process. It was just bad luck and bad timing that my first conflict with a manager that went out of my controll ended this way.

    I think that I am still angry; rather, I know so. - There was no fair warning, the "timing" was perfect if one were attempting to screw another one over maliciously (considering I was moving, and was trying to go to the doctor about a persistant health problem...WHICH my ever-loving manager was very aware of). I remain bitter about how a good (yet somewhat lazy) person such as myself could be treated that way by someone so manipulative. -- Sure, in a storyline concept of things, it's sometimes interesting to watch the bad guy "get away with it". But I have to tell you, in real life...it's a drag. There were things going on that made the reasons for my firing trivial in comparison, and of course, I got...as they say, the short end of the stick.

    I can never really know what happened with some of these other job interviews, anyway. -- I thought that many of them went rather well, but I have this sinking feeling that far too many of them were influenced by what happened at my previous job. I wonder if something shows on my record that shouldn't. -- Or....actually, I wonder how that all works.

    Freakin' red-tape and bureaucratic nonsense, all of it.

    Just you wait. When I've got my place open, and I've got a good working knowledge of all of this...I'mma make good jobs for good people. I live for the day that I can work for myself. And not as an "agent" for some other company, but for an idea that is mine, and that makes me happy. Little visions in my head of what will be are perfectly good (and free) fuel.

    And so...time to just chillax a bit before driving off to the grind. -- One of the cats is yowling like she doesn't get fed on a regular basis (these fuzzballs are spoiled f'in' rotten)...and I need to fix myself in a more positive frame of mind.

    Yeesh, I'm tired.

    I am absolutely, 150% out of my mind and I'm loving every freaking minute of it.

    So...I had this opportunity at this Dodge dealership where I went to go and look at the Avenger back earlier this year. Unfortunately, some SHIT happened and that completely fell through.



    Anyway. I love trolls. I'm going to go play more trolls now.

    ...Fucking addicting game.

    I simply adore this picture. Anseron looks extremely possessive of Halos in it. "GTFO, HE'Z MIEN BIATCH!!111" or...something to that extent. I really couldn't say for sure, but where there is Halos and Anseron, there is much love to be had.

    So. Uhm. I'm playing World of Warcraft in full swing again. Shit. I gained like 4 levels in the last 4 days with not much effort. I really should be doing things like, oh...say....concentrating on my school work or finishing my unpacking, but this just seems like a much better thing to do.

    I'm actually looking into a lawyer for the crap that went down at my job. I've got a hearing in a week or so about my benefits, because I was apparently terminated for "misconduct". Please.

mis·con·duct   <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/audio.html/lunaWAV/M04/M0480900" target="_blank"><img src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/speaker.gif" border="0" /></a>  Audio Help   /n. mɪsˈkɒndʌkt; v. ˌmɪskənˈdʌkt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[n. mis-kon-duhkt; v. mis-kuhn-duhkt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation –noun

1.	improper conduct; wrong behavior.

2.	unlawful conduct by an official in regard to his or her office, or by a person in the administration of justice, such as a lawyer, witness, or juror; malfeasance.

–verb (used with object)

3.	to mismanage.

4.	to misbehave (oneself).

    I do believe that it's human nature to talk about other people. I do not recall ever saying anything that would be considered inappropriate...rude, or otherwise. Considering that I was not the only one doing this (and I was being professional. Mostly talking about things that had to do with the effect on the WORK environment. Not to mention that I called the Partner Protection Line, and that stuff is supposed to be...oh, confidential? There are LAWS against retaliation against "whistle-blowers")  -- I'm not the one who said "I can't wait until those two bitches are gone..." and "She's just jealous. She doesn't have the same relationship with me that you do." I mean...come on now. I never said ANYTHING like that. The worst that I said is "I can't stand working with her. She makes me nervous."

    So, I talked with one of my regular customers the other day who recommended I look at getting a lawyer. There's a website that kinda sifts out some lawyers for you depending on your case, and I'm waiting to hear back from that. Considering I have  a hearing with my unemployment deputy in the next couple of weeks, I hope I hear something soon. That same customer said she'd serve as a witness for me if I so needed. She's been working with me since I started there, really.

    On the next and more pleasant note, my younger brother slicemasterx has graduated from high school. I went to the party....er...ceremony last night to kinda commemorate that. It was no better than mine, really...as I found myself suddenly realizing that over half of his graduating class was hispanic, the guest speaker was throwing it up like a Southern Baptist ministry/political rally and this "solemn ceremony"...in which applause, cheering and fog horns were supposed to be saved until after ALL graduates received their diploma...was anything but solemn.

    However, the effect was correct on me otherwise....because I am EXTREMELY proud of him.

     Good job, Matt. And sheshechan too :) All of that mess was completely worth it to see you both get your diplomas.

    So. Uhm. Otherwise? I've heard from a couple of old friends. They date back to EARLY childhood....one much earlier than the other to the point where I hardly remembered her! She and I had played together as children when my sister was still incubating. Her father and mine were on the same ship together in the navy. Heh, Myspace is a crazy ass thing that makes this world just a little bit smaller. The other was my best friend for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS. We'd kinda fallen apart after a while...but I'm going to try to see her some this weekend to see if we can do some catching up. Whee-hoo.

    Anyhoo...Kinda rattled some brains trying to gather my thoughts enough to write this. I've got some school work to do. BLAH!!!!!!!

    Much love for all. Time to go munch on leftovers and wonder why I'm the only one awake when I went to bed the latest O.o;

I am completely amused with myself, at present.

I have to tell you, I like being unemployed. The stress level is remarkably less, especially considering that it seems as though my unemployment benefit is just slightly better than what I was getting paid at my last job. I've really got no concerns about where the money is coming from now while I am looking for a job, which is a blessing in and of itself.

 I'm moving into my new apartment over the weekend, should be finished up by Monday and Finalized when they set the internet up on Wednesday. Pretty exciting news to me.

All is going very well. I've helped Lissette get some things done that she needed to have done (and our packing helped her find some things she needed to help that along) -- so now she's getting her tax refund and her economic stimulus check all taken care of. Exciting times indeed.

I have to take the same classes from last term over, but frankly I don't care and I'm pretty excited at being given an opportunity to do it over...correctly, now that I'm not working these extremely long days anymore.

All in all. I'm feeling very good. My creativity is sparked, I've had sufficient time to vegetate my brain, and I don't really have anything to worry about.

:P Going to go have lunch with my mama today, too. That should be good. I think I want to take my filthy-ass car to get a bath before I do, though. He'd probably appreciate that. Dirty, dirty boy!

Uhm...everything is disjointed and stream of consciousness. THAT"S OKAY! :D Love  you all! <3

Oh, and I am listening to some good Synthpop now. Group named Iris. -- Mostly just real catchy. Pandora radio introduced me, that lovely thing.

    Oh my GOD!

    So, a few things have happened today. None of which are really monumental in the long term, but I figured I'd share.

    1.)  My computer has been restored to manufacturers specs, and I am waiting, oh waiting, for the installation of my games and the patching to be completed. I am, as a whole, addicted. Oh, my.
    2.) I have changed my phone number. Someone has been continuously calling me at very POOR hours and doesn't so much as leave me a voice mail to go off of. And frankly? I don't care. People sleep at 5am. People sleep at 1:30am. People sometimes sleep at 8am, or even 1pm. -- Or maybe they're busy doing something else, like working? I am a busy person. Whether or not I'm actually doing anything PRODUCTIVE shouldn't freaking matter, but the games had to stop. I will be sending out e-mails and myspace messages to those who'll be getting my new phone number. Blissfully, I doubt very much that any of the ones I will be contacting know said individual. It was a long time coming, anyway. I wanted to have my area code changed since I live down in this area now. It makes things just a little bit easier. Just a bit.
    3.) I'm going to throw a fit at my job. It's going to be wonderful. Everyone should watch.

    Anyway! Hopefully this has been a good update. I have to say, that I hadn't realized until just now that when I type that my boobs are big enough to get in the way of my forearms. What does that matter? Well, you needed to know. It was JUST that damned important.

<3 yay.

    Wow, I'm a tightly fitted drum today. Really, I'm the sort of person who is generally highly opinionated already...but today I chose to (and shouldn't have) read someone's film review and it made me realize how seemingly simple things can become torn apart, all over someone's opinion. And what's worse? They've chosen the internet to do it.

    This may seem a bit hypocritical, but the subject I've chosen is not something that anyone can DO anything about. I really could not approach this person (Or any person like them) and say "Oh, please...sir/ma'am,  you're full of pretentious fucking bullshit yourself, and you need to take two steps back and realize that there is more to life than bitching about movies and the agendas of people that, because society PUT them in this place, make a lot more fucking money than you do."

    Well, I COULD...but what good would it do? There are so many people that are LIKE this.... Now I'm not the type to agree 100% with what many of this countries industries do, the government included... but I also look around at other places, other locations...the state of people as a WHOLE, and realize, that this is bigger than just me and the fact that I think that a certain commercial/movie/radio broadcast is pushing some political agenda that I don't agree with. While we're so busy focused on this petty crap, more important things are being ignored and people continue blissfully letting the media control their opinions...whether it's through the clever mind control, or through the rejection of what the media is injecting into their ever-ready "open minded" artery.

    Open-minded is such a fucking relative term anyway. I don't believe that ANYONE is ever really TRULY open minded. Every single one of us has an opinion that will piss someone else off. I'm bisexual. I'm with a woman. That would piss a LOT of people off, and I don't agree with that...which pisses ME off. But which one of us is wrong? That's left open to a lot of interpretation and no one has the gall nor the right to say that EITHER of us really is.

    I believe 100% in the freedom of speech. I tolerate the opinions of others. I am probably as "open-minded" as I am going to get in that regard.

    Everyone has an opinion, and this is mine. I hate listening to political standpoints, because people get snippy, overly passionate, and just plain ignorant in what could LIKELY be some very high intelligence.

    So...there. It's early morning for me...I needed to explode for a second, and now all is well.

    Sometimes I wonder how I can love this world and hate it so much at the same time.

    I'm playing WoW again. Damn me. Well, I guess I can't help it. Halos and Anseron are damned beautiful. I am also burnt out on City of Heroes for the upteenth time, although I achieved a milestone. My beloved Isaiah McCoy, The Arm of the Law has reached a monumental level 35. After 4 years of playing this damned game...and I still don't have a max level character. Oh, well.

    Considering that the last 4 years have been spent trying to have a life, I suppose it makes sense. As much as I would like to spend most of my waking hours smashing things with my metal armed ex-cop turned vigilante, it's just not something that's overly healthy for me.

    In general, I've pretty much lost my mind. I'm looking very hard for a new job, because there are some things going on there that are of great concern to me. I'm not going to go into too much detail...because it hasn't all panned out yet, but if things go the way that I am thinking they are going to go, I could be unemployed and relatively soon.

    I'm not doing too well in school. I'm having a hard time focusing and keeping up with the work, although I have decided to change my degree of study. I'll be going onto business marketing instead of game art and design. In the long run, considering I want to open my business in the next few years...I think that it will benefit me more than the current degree is. As freakin' cool as it is, I have to think about my long-term. Damned long-term.

    I'm sure once things have settled down in this unusually busy life I've managed to acquire that it will all work out rather well. The problem is not so much being "busy" as having my time highly occupied. I have 10 hour days at work, mostly boring (considering I work in a sales environment in an apparent decline in economy....) with which I can do nothing productive. By the time I reach a day off I either have so many errands to run or have such a dire need to vegetate that doing anything otherwise is completely out of the question.

    Lissette's dad now knows about herself and I. That was a little awkward. He's convinced that it's a friendship that will just fade into that once we find nice boys to go and fall in love with and whatever. I really don't know if that would happen, but I don't discredit anything. I do know one thing, however. We're adults, and this isn't just a teenage "confused" phase. I had that already. My parents, that I'm AWARE of, don't really know... then again, I don't get to talk to them as much as I'd like. I'm not sure they'd really care.

    At this point, I'm just rambling. I may be moving here in the next few weeks, into an apartment. I'm really looking forward to having my own "space" again.

    Anyway. I'm going to probably go to bed soon. All is well, and all is turbulent, but all is life.

    I love the weather, but not the tingling sensation that the weather makes me feel. The edge of spring makes me restless, and makes me remember things which have long past. There's room to look back, but really no need.

    I've got almost no time at all to put my feelings down, but that's the way it has been for the last month or so. Even with this being my "break" from school before the next term, I find that I have no free time. My job is killing me. The seizes in my shoulder muscle are happening again with violent ferocity, and I can think of nothing to do about it.

    I'm not sure what it is that any greater power that be...Fate, God, whatever you want to call it (while I'm a believer in forging my own destiny)...is trying to tell me, but I'm very confident that my only solution is thus: I need to find a way to work from home. I cannot suffer another defeat of losing a job or endangering it because of a problem that I evidently have to learn to deal with. No matter how many solutions I've found, no matter how many times they've thumped on my spine, stuck me with needles, given me pills....nothing has stopped it. So...I live with it. And I have to find a lifestyle that I can live with it and still be comfortable.

    Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. I run now to go and throw some clothes on and have another exciting 10-hour-day at work.

I broke my elbow! Hooray!

The healing process is slow but steady, and I am off to work to stare off into space for 10 hours. God help me, for my sanity runs thin and so does my Vicotin.

I think I broke-d my arm or dislocated my elbow (more likely) but I am a stubborn bitch. Yay, me.

    I'm beginning to wonder if going back to college was a good idea. I get a threatening letter from their Student Account Specialist today saying that I owe them $1,200 dollars. I don't HAVE that kind of freaking money, and I was under the impression that they would...you know, let me know if I needed to get more loans to cover the difference. Nope. Apparently not.

    I was also under the impression that I would not have to pay...you know...for school, until I either 1.) Dropped out after 6 months or 2.) After I got my degree after 6 months.

    I'm...for lack of a better set of words, fucking pissed.

    So, Lissette bought me this book, which is most likely the best book ever written. No, it isn't fiction. It's a gateway to a freakin' future that doesn't involve me being broke off of my ass and complaining about how much I hate my life. Now, granted...I'm not exactly hating life too much at the moment, I do know that money is going to become an issue very fast.

    So, my goals for this year have become as thus (and this list is growing)

• I will pay off my debts. This includes the computer, the car and the credit card that I have. The student loans aren't an issue until I  am out in the work-force with my degree.
• I will buy a house with Lissette. Aparenlty the housing market is improving for the buyer, and now is a good time to look into a home. I've already got my little ideas about setting up myself a game room and a home theater and all of that, and we both want to learn how to cook and prepare drinks so that we can entertain our friends.
• I will get a job in the graphic design field; preferably one good enough so I can support us both and still buy the house. I don't know, I have this thing where I feel the need to "take care" of things. I like being able to support myself, and being able to support someone else too would make me feel VERY good. She has talked about wanting to go back to school full time if it turns out that her job does not become a Federal job, and I want for her to be happy. As a matter of fact, said book that she purchased she is also quite interested in and would be very successful.
• I will complete the first book in my trilogy. This is a HUGE freaking goal, and I'm not sure I will achieve it, but I am going to certainly try.
• I will complete a FUNCTIONAL studio.
• I will take piano lessons.
• I will take a vacation trip out to Seattle to scope it out for a place of future domicile.
  
• I will continue to do school full time and continue to do well.
  
• I will make every attempt to do more exciting things with my life so that I don't become stagnant.

    As I whole I think that these are good goals.

    Last night Lissette and I went and saw "Juno", which was very cute and as a whole a very good movie. It got me incredibly thoughtful, as sometimes good movies do...and of course I am totally chanelling this "Do what the hell you want with your life as long as it makes you happy" mantra.

    I have the day off today. The school term technically doesn't start until...oh, Friday, but the amount of work for the week is definitely a week's worth of work, and I am DEFINITELY working all weekend, so it's not like I'll have the option to do everything last minute. I've got to tear myself away from this book and do productive things today. Hooray!

    And...yeah. Stuff. Off to read about....art history. *boring* ;(

       Well, Merry Christmas, everyone!

       This Christmas was, indeed...a very good one. A very positive experience overall. I think the only thing that happened is I managed to put MYSELF into a bad mood while coming home. I think I was reflecting on how good a time that I had, and that I want to have more like it. I was listening to "History" by Funker Vogt, yet another reference to the whole Nostradamus "World-Ending" theory for the year 2012.

      "Over my dead-fucking-body," I had said to my dear girlfriend, who looked at me with concern. We're both roughly of the same mind with this; there's too much left to life for it to be "ending" so soon. So, thusly, my comment.

    And so, with that thought...that's exactly how I feel. I'd do everything in MY power to avoid such a thing happening. And I pity those who are allowing themselves to be so final with that thought. I don't believe in fate, and I believe in everyone creating their own happiness.

    I managed to end up with a good "haul" as it were. Heh...so...here we go.

• Hellgate London (PC)
• Battlefield 1942 Anthology (PC)
• Aviator - Funker Vogt (CD)
• Survivor - Funker Vogt (CD)
• Navigator - Funker Vogt (CD)
• Stranger than Fiction (DVD)
• Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (DVD)
• Stardust (DVD)
• Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (DVD)
• iPod Nano 8G in "Chernobyl Blue"
• iPod Docking station speaker set thingee.
• Wacom Intuos 3 6x8 Graphics tablet. (Sexy)
• Sweaters, and I like sweaters :P

    I think that was pretty much it. I finally got to meet the Shelby, which was awesome...and me, the woman, the brother and the purple haired grrly went to see Sweeney Todd, which was sexy. YAY.

    Anehhoo. I am going to go try Hellgate London :P Cause I have it, and you don't. Or maybe you do. Who knows?

    So apparently Jones made a Thanksgiving Dinner set of sodas. Why? I donno. I've never understood the concept of turning something savory into something sweet. It just doesn't seem to work for me.

    I've had a couple of bumps in the road, but nothing major. I want to sell my car. Last week I decided to go out and test drive a Dodge Caliber, right? Well...I didn't quite get that far. Enrique actually showed me this beautiful thing called a Dodge Avenger. -- I fell in love with it instantly. Well...problem being, I go to check the financing for the car, and because of what I owe on Marcaim (my 2001 Honda Accord) ...I can't qualify for financing without a co-signer.

    And then I come to realize that even after making payments on this car for almost 2 years in a timely fashion that I'm still getting screwed over on my interest rate and no one is willing to help me. My solution? Get rid of it altogether. Drive Lissette's car for a while or something. I don't know, I'm pretty ticked off about the whole thing.

    I've worked my ass off to get to where I am. I'm not exactly saying that I've gone huge places, but I've gone far enough ON MY OWN to wonder why the hell I can't seem to catch a break in this ridiculous system.

    *le sigh*

    On top of that, I'm up early as hell...I have to take an ART HISTORY CLASS next term (OMG, LAME!!) ...and...yeah. I'm fucking hungry, and Enrique is in the kitchen. I hate that.

    Anyway....mindless self indulgence of CoH. I want to go buy DVDs today. *purr*

    Mm. I feel pretty good today. It feels good to have been able to vegetate a little, and I still got a lot done today. Too bad I don't feel like doing any of my school work. Haha. I don't know; I'm feeling incredibly lazy today, but that's okay. I've got Thursday off too.


    The VNV Nation concert was tasty. Very tasty. I had a "Joy"gasm as it were, because they actually performed it live. Mm.

     The trip to Norfolk was very good, and the weather was fantastic. Since we left early we were able to enjoy our surroundings a lot more than we did when going to D.C. The hotel that we stayed at was also wonderful (fun to explore, as was our immediate surroundings in Norfolk.) and was within walking distance to the location for the concert. Too bad Lissette was on the edge of a physical breakdown. The poor thing. However, the poor gentlemen were exhausted. They'll be touring until the end of December, and God, they deserve the break. Still, a powerhouse....amazing, as always.

    On a related note, I want to kick the bunch of posers that showed up to that fucking show. Ronan's energy makes me hypersensitive on my empathy, and so many of these people were brainless bimbos and bimbettes that couldn't stop screaming excitedly long enough to take the man seriously. He was trying to (on a very serious note) dedicate the performance of "Homeward" to the soldiers involved in the conflict, and stumbled over one of the words like any human could possibly do...and some JACKASS had to make fun of him. -- The man isn't perfect. He's human. A fantastic human, who is true to himself...unlike so many of the people there. He even made a statement along those lines, and I RESPECT THE HELL out of him for that.

    It was good to be able to hear Mark Jackson talk too. He's hillarious...and adorable. Goddamn. I love them both. :P

    It also got to me that so many people didn't give the headlining group a good reception. They were MUCH better (in my opinion) than "And One" and had great personalities. Clint Carney (the singer from System Syn) was very nice, and autographed the CD that we bought (with a random stranger's generous cash, as we only had credit cards). Hell, Lissette said he was sexy. And (unless I didn't see it clearly) had an astrological sign tattooed to his wrist, which...for someone like me who is a big creative nut and is obsessed with her characters, was HIGHLY amusing.

    I thought about it, and I don't want VNV Nation's autograph. I want to actually sit down and talk to them for a while. That'd mean very much to me, and I don't need that physical evidence. My memory is enough, really. I snapshot so many things in my brain already. The colors of the lights and the bursts of energy, amongst so many other things. Yeah, I'm a goober. Leave me the fuck alone about it :P

    YAY!!

    I know it'll be some time before I see VNV Nation again, but...twice in one year was something I was not expecting, so I appreciate it.

    And the rest, as they say (or do they?) shall go into BULLETED FORMAT! Because you know it's just so wonderful that way.

• I'm looking at buying a newer car. 2008 Dodge Caliber (HELLO, CALIBER!) to be exact. We'll see. I think it'll be tasty. Such a cute car. I just need something that's a little more travel friendly since Lissette and I want to fucking enjoy our lives and go places.
  
• We've opened up a bank account together. Hooray. To start saving up for things that we need when we get our own place.
• I want to adopt a kitty :P
  
• I'm doing OTHER STUFF! That's exciting!!
• I LOVE THIS FUCKING SEASON.
  

    Uh, yeah. Nothing else I could say right now MAKES ANY SENSE...because I can't think. I'm just overwhelmed with fuzzy feelings and I'm going to listen to some FUCKING good music and enjoy it!