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Personal State of Alert:
(as of 3-8-04)

Reason for Personal State of Alert:
- So this is post-college life? Really? *shivers*

- The Passion of Christ featured a deleted scene where Christ called me out and told me "You're next"

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The Laundry List
2002-04-15 - 1:01 a.m.

I have a haircut. My mom gave it to me. No, this is not exceptionally lame, my grandfather was a barber. It looks really good. This has encouraged me. I *have an agenda.* Bear with me.

My Studio II project: I have the logo I have in mind for "Economic Exterminators," a local extermination company. It's going to be in beige and black prettiness playing off the E's in the name, with them at a tilt sorta like wheels, and the designs are going to have a beige and black stripey thing going, with candy smooth curved edges. Also, their "mascot" is going to be an exterminator guy- a working man tipping his workhat slightly while smiling, looking like he's just doing his honest job. In the background, perhaps, is the E.E. truck.

Possible slogans of "E.E.'s coming" and "E.E.- the Exterminestral" are currently waylayed.

So that's that. I will find time for my other class, Intermediate Strings, as necessary, although I realize I'm not paying full attention to it, and that's FINE.

Other plans! Other plans! This is great. My parents came, helped me out a little with money and food- my paycheck is currently sizable (200 bucks every two weeks! That's MASSIVE)... and now I feel like I have obtainable plans.

Every paycheck, I put some aside. This will be "car money," and will go towards me having a car after graduation, hopefully before my lease runs out in July. I will learn how to drive stick shift, and learn how to drive altogether with the aid of my friend, and former roommate, Jesse. I go for my test around graduation, again. I will pass. I will get my license.

Getting my license allows me to move back out to the Southside of town, where I need a car to live. Things will be safer, I can always crash with downtown friends if, as my 21-ish self, I feel like getting toasty at a club. Score. I can live past downtown with either Shasta, perhaps, or my cousin Paul, who I used to live with. Both have rather large houses, and I'd essentially have my own "wing" to live in, never leaving if I so chose. Either way- all good!

Okay, okay, what else- immediate goals:

Continue walking to class, as opposed to biking, as I get some exercise in. Since I am free after 3 pm everyday- I will get some jogging in around the park- and if that goes well enough, maybe even start hitting the gym again. I'm not going to over-press my luck on that right away though.

Other goals include sorting out relationship loose ends with Adam and Eddie; as things have been strained or have the potential to be strained with them two... and to just lay back, and realize that for the most part, I have things under relative control... at least in my life.

It's just a little scary to think this way, to feel confident, and this secure, because the last time this happened, swear to God, was about at 8:00 am on September 11th, at Fort Stewart with Shaun, my boyfriend at the time. It almost seems cheesy to mention it... but that's when I realized that I don't live in a bubble, and *I* could be doing well, but I'm still as subject to the rest of the world's goings on as anyone else.

Ooo! Ooo! Add this to my homo agenda- I forgot to send the 20 bucks to the Human Rights Campaign that I gave in and promised them. I shall do that, when the folks leave.

So, yeah, sorry, this is actually more like a laundry list for me than a post, but hey- it works for me. Oh, and my word of the day is "defenestrate." I thank http://www.ohdefenestrate.com/ for this word which has brightened my weekend, and truly, my life.

"I'd like to see you, but then again, that doesn't mean you mean that much to me... so if I call you, don't make a fuss, don't tell your friends about the two of us, I'm not in love, no no, it's because..." - 10cc

Reason for Terror # 82:

Using phrase "da bomb" unwittingly in phone tapped conversations could lead to arrest and beatings by the FBI, local authorities, and hip police.

Reason for Terror # 81:

There was a little bit of mold on that bread you had this morning.

Reason for Terror # 80:

When evening falls, you can try to drive away; but the moon will be following... always following...