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TJ, don't eat at Wendy's whenever you're at work. Oh Marshall County. You're so much classier then Raleigh.

Also, I found this on 4chan, dirty asshole of the internet it is.

Well, I've decided to update again, as I'm sure you can tell at this point. Not much to post about, though. Been stripping all of my floors down to hardwood for the last couple of days, and I guess I'm going to get ready and go do that some more. Well, actually Jhonna has been stripping the flooring up, I'm just mostly moving furniture. Got some nice neutral-toned tile to top my kitchen island with, as I have no counter space to cook on, also therefore I have no cabinet space to keep stuff in beyond dishes and pots and pans. Plus, if I build my own it will give me A) something to do in between redoing the living room, kitchen, and office walls, and B) stripping the hardwood and refinishing it. Both of which I'm actually looking forward to. Right now, anyway, since I haven't had to start doing it. When I do, I'm pretty sure that I'm going to wish that I wasn't. We're doing the living room colors based around Steinlen's Le Chat Noir, an advertisement he did for the cabaret of the same name in Paris' Montmarte section in the late nineteenth century. Commercialism or not, it's still my favorite art. The office we're doing based around Hokusai's The Great Wave Off Kanagawa, Jhonna's favorite art. We should be done sometime next year, based on my usual rate of doing things, especially since I'm recovering the furniture in all probability. That's pretty much it on the house front.

In other news, the kittens and Mama we took in a few months ago when it was below freezing outside. It's coming time to get rid of the kittens- they're finally weened, they're socialized, and they use the litter box. There's one little guy that we don't know what we're going to do with- one of the others was playing with him, and punctured his little eyeball. He's fine now, except for that whole missing an eyeball bit. Our actual cats are doing fine.
I guess that's about it. I'll leave you with color schemes for the walls with appropriate art and get back to the house.

Douglas Evans, I just want to commend you for making a note on FaceBook defending your actions in the Fall of 2003 with the Lambda society at Marshall. I would also like to send out a "Job well done!" to you for failing to tag the note to anyone other than you and TJ who were involved in Lambda anywhere near that time. You know, the time when the Society accomplished things and wasn't mocked and derided by alumni? Yeah, then. So, good job on making yourself out to be an innocent victim. If anyone is concerned about why Doug was given the rather rough suggestion of removing himself from the group, it wasn't because he wasn't part of the clique. It was because he constantly played members of the group off of other members of the group. It was because he lied about the same, and various other reasons too numerous to expound on here. In short, Doug, you didn't want to play nice with any of the other kids, and you didn't get invited back to the playground, leaving you crying and hurt that your new pals didn't want to play anymore. If the current members and executives don't mind your lying, and your manipulations of them, or if you've finally learned to play like a good kid in the rules of the group, good for you and them. I personally take exception to the fact that you constantly, after almost five years, still play the maligned innocent about what you brought down on your own head.

For future reference, my journal is unlocked because it's my bloody journal, and I'll post what I damn well please. TJ feels much the same. Feel free to comment away. - Kel

OMG... David Spade just slammed Rent on his show... They redid the voice over to say, "Revolution Studios invites you to spend this holiday season with a bunch of unemployed, drug-addicted squatters with AIDS." Bad David. I'm not watching your show anymore, you I-have-no-career-without-Chris-Farley ass-sniffing bastard.

TJ to Mara:

"... and we'll have our Bailey's and our hard lemonade and Long Island Iced Teas and wine beside us and I'll suck my Girlfriend into my drunken debauchery and sexual deviance and we'll forget all our worries. Don't glare at me like that. We'll still feed you. Oh god, I'm talking to the cats."

speedracer05 brought up an interesting point tonight. She saw recent picture of Lynddie England, and said that she looked dykier than usual. Now, Lynddie is from West Virginia, and roughly around our age, so... speedracer05 figures that somehow, we're connected to her through the dirty West Virginia lesbian love amoeba. Go figre.

Maybe it's only funny because it's six in the morning, I haven't been to bed yet, and I'm delirious.

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vampireprince02, I Love you!!!

What's wrong with me? I just read something that mentioned Fort Leonard Wood and suddenly missed it so much I almost burst into tears...

Thumbs, is in fact, alive and well and at our fucking apartment. Unless, by some odd chance of fate or some other shit, we've from somewhere acquired a stripey little yellow cat with thumbs that looks and behaves suspiciously like her, which, quite fucking frankly, I find rather impossible. Oh yeah, and we just woke up one morning and thought, "Oh, well, what would be fun to do today?" and I was like, "I know! Let's smear steaming cow blood on Bast and throw her into a pack of savage dogs!" Gee, how was I to know that one of them would bite her?! If I had any want/need to kill the fucking cat, I wouldn't have blown over a thousand bucks that we couldn't afford on five vet visits, a few overnight hospital stays, and two major surgeries. I would have said, "Put the little bitch down." Did I? Oh, no. The money that we could ill-afford got spent on the cat. I'm not even starting right now on how we could ill-afford it, because that's an entirely different argument. So, in conclusion: Grow the fuck up. For once in the entire time I've known you, don't jump to petty, immature conclusions and make yourself look like a complete and utter ass. Oh yeah, and I like how you're so fucking righteous in your anger about anything and everything, and yet you don't have the balls to not lock your comments so that people can tell you exactly what they think. Good move in the maturity department, bitch-face.

I saw a girl that looked nearly identical to tabjunea on my way to Marshall this morning. She was just riding her bicycle down the street I was turning up. I just thought I would mention it.

Dear Outback Employees:

Please stop asking me in a knowing voice if I am speedracer05's "roommate" in a voice that lets me hear the quotation marks. Also,losing the knowing look when the same question is asked would be appreciated. We are not, nor have we ever been, "roommates" in the sense you seem to be inferring. Thank you.

Attention all Marshall University Students:

Stay the hell off of the planters in front of the Student Center. They are my personal property, and I insist that I have a wide selection at my disposal for my sitting enjoyment. Thank you.

The girl next to me smells like marshmallows, and I'm hungry. I can't decide whether I should pop her into my mouth whole, or toast her and use her as part of a s'more.

vampireprince02 and mydocuments, I just watched the trailer for Brokeback Mountain. Just so you know.

Things I don't like:

Marshall buying up pretty houses. Because they're going to tear them down.

Marshall replacing pretty houses with nice architecture with ugly buildings with bad architecture.

Marshall not realizing that the ugly bricks on any one building don't match the ugly bricks on any other random building on campus.

Pigeons.

When my nice leather shoes get discolored by all of the rain that sits around on campus like it owns the place.

The sewer smell at Marshall caused by their crappy sewer system. (I'm not sure whether I want to claim this pun or not.)

When all of the girls that joined the rugby team are incredibly unattractive.

When I think about the possibility of the Keith-Albee closing and/or getting torn down.

When I think about Marshall slapping the new walkway on the side of the Science Building. Because I know its not going to match the Architecture.

When cats cough up mostly digested birds at the bottom of our steps.

Peach Crystal Light.

Not having a cigarette in two days.


Things I like:

Pretty houses that Marshall didn't buy to destroy.

Nice architecture on campus. Until I think about how it was nicer until they ruined it.

When I remember that the Keith-Albee is still open, and maybe they'll get Rent.

Squirrels.

Quiet nights at home, watching Will & Grace with vampireprince02.

Little fishy kisses from the kitties.

Little hairy kisses from vampireprince02

vampireprince02 in general.

Not having to eat Easy Mac for dinner for the ninth day in a row.

Having a job, finally.

Going to the Bowling For Soup concert Thursday night.

Having roasted corn at Regatta Thursday night.

Going to see Rufus Wainwright in October. Hopefully.

I suppose it makes me happy to be going to see Elton John in November. But only because it makes vampireprince02 deliriously happy. And him happy makes me happy.

Long, candle-lit baths with vampireprince02, even if he is too long for the bathtub.

Black Cherry Kool-Aid.

Walking in the rain.

Seeing Wicked in March.

speedracer05 being our new roommate.

Chik-Fil-A chicken sandwiches.

Not having a cigarette in two days.

I don't know if I can wait til Rent comes out. I really don't. Every time I check for updates on the site, I get this feeling of anticipation so great it makes me sort of sick to my stomach. I've decided that costumes shall be had for the premiere. I'm going to be Tom Collins. vampireprince02, then, will have to be Angel. Ok, so I only want to be Tom Collins so I can force him to be Angel. But still. Also, I'm almost positive that the release date for the movie was supposed to be November 11, but now the site tells me that it's going to come out on November 23, instead. That's wrong. Nearly another two weeks? How can I wait that long? Also, my question is this. If Rent comes out November 23, what if Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire comes out the same day? I mean, I was really looking forward to going to that premiere as Slash!Draco. I can't make these kinds of decisions!

I started briefly feeling better about my lack of thus far graduating from college. I've seen several people that I graduated high school with in 2000 on campus. I stopped feeling better when I saw some kids that I taught in Marching Band at Sissonville High School when I worked with their band and show choir. These kids were freshmen and sophmores when I was there. I was in my second year of college. Now, they're here, and I still haven't gotten any further than I was. Blah.