I have been busy.
Sorta.
Busier than usual, how about that?
I got my loan, so my all my high interest anal-rape credit cards are paid off with that, and I still have lotsa money to do other necessary stuff with. Boring, grown up type bills and home repairs. Blahhhh.
J is having a difficult time finding a house he wants. I'm not sure if he's too picky or if there really isn't much of a selection in the city he wants. This sucks because I have big plans.
Big Plans.
And they're all based on me living with him on my weeks off from work. On my weeks working, I'll crash at my parents place since it's a lot closer to work. My house will be shut up and sealed tight and all winterized because I'm not buying a furnace this year. And I don't want to pay for heat.
So yeah, J needs a house. I need a place to live. No way am I living with my parents 24/7. Not that they're bad people, or even hard to live with, but I haven't lived there in seven years and something tells me it wouldn't work out.
I have no other big news that I can think of right now, except to say I witnessed a kid do the robot to Brass Monkey and it was the coolest thing I've seen in awhile.
Also, at work earlier, my co-worker said the pizza delivery girl looked like a man from behind, and I said "yeah I went to high school with her, she's really nice, she's a lesbian" and my co-worker (who is 18 and stupid and "christian") screamed GROSS I TOUCHED THE SAME PEN AS HER and actually used hand sanitizer on her hands. I wanted to tongue kiss her to see if she's spray the sanitizer down her throat, but instead I rolled my eyes, told her to grow up and walked away. If she is the future of America, I'm scared.