WOOHOO!!! I’m finally out on my own!!! Started moving into my new apartment this past Saturday and finished Sunday; what a great place. I am absolutely lovin’ it! AND I can afford it! Sucks initially though cuz the cable, internet, and telephone haven’t been hooked up yet, so I can’t watch tv, get on the internet, or buzz anyone into the building; but that’s ok, telephone was turned on today and the cable will be installed tomorrow. BIG thanks and shout outs to Jen for all her help! LOVE YOU MLPP!!!

Bought some brand new furniture from IKEA which Jen also helped put together… what a PAIN IN THE ASS! That damn bed was a pain; but it looks great now. :) I’ve been to IKEA everyday since Saturday and I keep buyin’ things from there; that place is a death trap for your wallet! You just keep seeing things… every other thing out of my mouth was “oooo look at that!” and “I want that.” I had to go back yesterday though, went Monday and picked up only one of two boxes of my dresser, so yesterday I went back to get the other box. My room is really comin’ together. :) Let’s see, what else… workin’ a lot as always… that probably won’t change anytime soon. Well, I should get back to work… time to close :)

Seeing as how Microsoft SUCKS and IE crashed while I was writing this the last time, I have to write it again, so here goes… *mumbles* stupid ‘puter *mumbles*

S.I.N. (Sexy Individuals Nurturing One Another)…
Hmmm… Shouldn’t it be S.I.N.O.A… oh well… my roommate and a few of his friends, of whom I’ve yet to meet, have created this club, which I’ve been inducted into… sounds like fun, there better be alcohol and food at the meetings; oh and Chris? for my t-shirt, my number is 10 ;-)

Apartment Bliss…
Saturday’s the big day… MOVE-IN DAY!!! Finally found a place to move to! Well, Chris, my roommate, found it… good job Chris! I did have to compromise though; it’s a bit further south than I had originally planned to move, and a lil pricy, but it’ll do just fine. It’s called *eh hem, fancy rich accent* “The Chateau,” now how can you go wrong with a place called “The Chateau?” Just hope Herbie holds up for a while. Can’t wait to move in though, don’t have everything packed yet, but Saturday is going to be great. After Chris and I get our stuff in the place, we’re headed to IKEA for a shopping spree!!!! We both need to buy beds, and I need to get a new desk. This one is too big to move. I wonder how Mom is going to be after I move out; probably jumping for joy. She usually has put in her 2 cents by now, if not more; but she’s been awfully quiet since she found out I move this Saturday. I just hope I don’t become an “outsider” to this household. I already feel as though I’m not much part of the family anymore.

Somewhat disturbing…
Passing along a link which was in a friend’s journal… take a look: http://www.womenswallstreet.com/WWS/article_landing.aspx?titleid=1&articleid=711

Straight Pimperish
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the stylish pimpings of the slightly less than sane…

Another excerpt from Adam’s Journal (I just can’t get enough!)…

Alright, an explanation is in order here. As I have been reading a great amount and relaxing with friends and the like, I have rediscovered a favorite of mine. When I was little, I was obsessed with the care bears (Grumpy Bear - featured above - was indeed my favorite). Aside from the heart imprinted on the butt, and the sad rain drops, the Care Bears really have it made. Despite the fact that they are possibly the cutest emblems of a childhood past, I think if everyone just watched an episode of the care bears…maybe this world would be a better place? Doubtful, but so, so, so great. Look at his paws and feet - if you still hate the world after looking at Grumpy Bear - you have major issues. Don’t argue, you do.

… my back hurts :( … time for bed … g’night

If you’re going to show intrest in someone, at least have the fuckin’ balls to tell them if you loose intrest; don’t just string them along. And another thing, when someone is tryin’ to help you feel better by tryin’ to get a better understanding of what’s wrong; it makes them feel worthless when you bite off their head for doing so.

Getting closer and closer to an apartment. After the Declaration of Rent by my mother, I decided I needed to get out of this place ASAP; and to make a long story short, I’m feeling horrible about jumpin’ the gun with a friend who is also in search of a place. I practically agreed outright to get this place with him, however, did so without seeing the place first and not knowing what the rent didn’t include. Hopefully the place we’re lookin’ at next will work out.

Saw I, Robot just now; not too bad. There were several parts where Jen and I were dyin’. *Achoo!* :) Glad I got to go out with her again, definitely miss the good ol’ days.

That’s it, he’s gone. It’s over. *sigh* I didn’t even get to say goodbye; he was behind on a few things and wouldn’t be able to make it Downtown for lunch; but, the good news is, I have a place to stay when I want to go to Italy… :) I’m tryin’ so hard though to value the time we had. He is, by far, one of my greatest friends and I wouldn’t trade him for anything. As goes for another friend I just met. Chilled with him the other night and had a great time. The social aspects of my life seem to just be gettin’ better and better everyday. Things are lookin’ up. :) Just started packin’ tonight to move out. Got all my DVD’s, videos, and CD’s packed up as well as some books. I’ve got so many clothes and extra lil things that need packing. I think I may take a trip to Target or Walmart and get some plastic tubs, that would be easiest to pack my clothes with; and I can get boxes from work. Just need to enlist some friends to help… *HINT HINT*. So those with trucks/SUV’s please help! hehe Hopefully, if all goes well, I should be out by a week or two’s time. Very excited too; my roommate is a great guy. I think we’ll get along very well. Now all I have to do is pack all this shit up… computer last of course. :) And the reason for the expedited move… Mom wants to charge rent. This may not surprise you… however, what is odd about this is that she’s started this because I forgot to take out the trash this past week. When asked “because I didn’t take out the trash, you’re going to start charging rent?!,” she responded with, “yea, that and a few other things.” I fuckin’ hate it when she does this; I may do something wrong, or something not to their liking, and she wont say anything. She’ll add it to a list of things that she’ll use at me to give her more leverage toward whatever argument it may be. I’ve told her before it’s not fair. I’m going to initiate a validity on my actions in this house. If you don’t tell me that you don’t like what I’m doing within one week, it’s not longer a valid argument. Done. New rule, effective immediately!

You know when you don’t do something that you really want to do, but didn’t (for whatever reasons)?… and you live by a rule of no regrets, yet you are wishing SO hard that you had done this something… yea… feelin’ that right about now… :-[

Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.

So many things in life are not fair, but for once I thought I might have jumped over that hurdle. Looks like I haven’t jumped over, but fell face first on to the pavement. Of all the people I’ve met, no one has been as kind, sweet, genuine, charismatic, intelligent, charming, cute, and just damn out right hot! Someone who actually calls me to do something, someone who not only fits all of my nit-picking standards, but exceeds them; this someone, isn’t going to be mine. This someone is being snatched from my grasp when he’s so close, when I’m so close. I finally meet someone, only to have them taken away, and not somewhere I could visit a few times a month, no. That would be too easy. This one is moving to Italy. Italy! Oh, just a hop, skip, and a jump across the ATLANTIC! This is torture, pure torture; but I suppose I can make the best out of a week. Not like I have a choice in the matter, this decision is one from the US Navy. Yea, that’s right, the NAVY! UGH! Not fair! I am, however, a happier person havin’ met him and spent time with him; I feel very privileged.

Well my mini-vacations are almost over. After today I am back to my normal routine of working everyday. Took an extra day off last week to make my three day weekend into a four day mini-vaca, and ended up not going to NY like I had planned, but it was nice to relax. Came back to work for two days and then had the weekend again. :) After today though, I am back to workin’ the 5-6 days straight. WooHoo!! At least I have a decent start to this month’s quota, maybe I’ll actually hit quota this month!!!

I really wish I had taken that nap before it had gotten so late. My “nap” that was supposed to just refresh me a lil bit before I went out to Nation turned into me not waking up ’til about 7.30 this morning! I was PISSED! I had about 4 voicemails, 7 text messages, and about a gazillion IMs from people who were all like “where are you?!” “I thought you said you were coming out” “I couldn’t find you” “why didn’t you answer your phone??” Grrr… oh well. There’s always next week. Anyway, now that I’ve ranted over all that, I think I’ll go back to bed. hehe O:-)

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