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I have had a very busy week. Well, maybe not busy but very tiring. So, as such, sorry for not posting in like, forever.

About two weeks ago I went to the mall with Allison and her mother. Which isn’t so bad. Haha, yeah it is. After beating Allison into the ground, by displaying that she has never “cut the cord”, we decided to buy a dress for Allison. Allison chose a dress. Allison’s mother continued to shop for her. I guess the first dress wasn’t good enough. Then my mom called me and told me that her and her husband were planning on buying a snow cone stand and that I could work there over the summer. I mentioned this to Allison. Well, Allison’s mother heard this and, with an exasperated cry said “Shes too good for that!” Allison, who immediately understood the meaning behind this, asked her mother what she meant. She just floundered around. But what she meant was that Allison was too good to be with some guy that worked at a snow cone stand. Next time, stop and think. I am not so dumb as to think I can raise a family or even a wife with the income of a snow cone stand. I am not that fucking stupid. Remember that.

Last weekend my mom gave me a call and told me to come over. Well, I was planning on it anyways so I had Allison drive me over. When we got to my mom’s house we did our normal “hellos”. After the preamble she informed me the next day would be a busy day. I asked her why. She then presented me with the keys to a 1988 Dodge Shadow. Yay! I got a car! It was an old car but then thats better than no car.

Then we decided to take the car to Allison’s mom’s house. Within seconds of arriving Allison’s mom had gone off on some stupid monologue about the state of my car. The wheels will fall off and kill us (Allison) all, the wheels are bare, you can see the treads, you should get new wheels and on and on and on and on. Finally I just grabbed Allison and left. We went and bought tires. We couldn’t afford them though. My mom, though, had written me a check for fifty bucks to put towards the car. Well, the stupid neck-beard at Wal-Mart ran the whole ticket ($200) to my moms check. I didn’t know what to do about the whole situation and frankly I was just so beat down with the day that I just left. Well, long story short, my mom was pissed, I drove over 300 miles in the whole weekend and it all sorted itself out. But oh was it tiring.

Now we come to recent times.

We’re moving. I’m going home and Allison is moving to Denton. Well, in this whole process we wound up $400 or so on the rent and our ferrets have no home. Well, they could have a home, but Allison hasnt made the call yet. The four hundred? Oh, we figured it out. But now I’m $200 in the hole and I have no job. I did have a job but Allison got in trouble at work and somehow I don’t have a job anymore. Don’t ask me how this happened, just trust me, its all related and a very long story.

I am so tired I could never begin to explain.

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Straight Razor

Strop

Hone

I feel as if this is something I should remember.

The other day, after a fight with Allison, she brought home a very small kitten. You see, we work at an animal shelter. The kitten had been abandoned by it’s mother. Seeing as the kitten and queen shared a small cage, the abandonment was apparent.

When your around animals long enough, you learn that they always know exactly what is going on. I learned this the hard way.

When Allison brought the kitten home she told me it’s chance of survival were nearly non-existent. But we tried. We bottle fed it throughout the day, kept it warm, we did the best we could.

At 10:24PM the kitten peacefully fell asleep and died.

It’s weird, I see an alarming number of animals euthanized every day. (”No KIll” shelters do not exist.) But this one little kitten got to me.

The queen knew it’s kitten would die.

I named the kitten Magnolia, after the tree I buried it under.

Maybe there is something to learn from this. Maybe I’ll figure it out one day.

But for now, this just feels like something I shouldn’t forget.

Check this out. Dr. Steel is…EVIL!!!!

Thinking Christian

Have you ever tried to catch a cat?

No, no, not your own cat in your home. A feral cat that hates you…

I tried today. It was wicked. This litte beast was quick, agile, truly a worthy opponent! It all started when my boss asked me to go and feed the cats in our quarantine building. The first three let me do what I had to do without problem. Then, the fourth cat. I named him Bullet Bill, but I don’t think it’ll stick. When I opened his cage to get his water bowl he bolted. Very fast indeed! He took up shelter in a small stack of cinder blocks. I went and asked what I should do. Long story short, there I sat, poised and on the ready with my welders gloves, “The Pole”, and a water hose. I made to flush him out with the hose when he flew at my face. I made like Neo and took chase.

For the next ten minutes I chased this cat back and fourth over the kennels, which for some genius reason have a cat run on top with no way for a human to reach.

Finally luck joined me in my battle when Bullet Bill tried to run across the AC pipe running along the ceiling. I then gently coaxed him down (blasted with water hose). He ran into one of the kennels where I was able to capture this beast and return to my daily duties.

Just a band …

Metamorphosis

Well, this was a blog right? Yeah, it was, but I had this idea that I ran past my sister so here it is. Her and I both will be posting here now with little bloggings as well as articles on fashion, music, art, whatever we feel like. Each article will have a category that it fits into and you’ll be able to view each article in reverse chronological order like any other blog, or you can select a category and just read those entries.

Me

I haven’t posted in a while have I? Sorry about that. I’ve been kind of edgy lately and really stressed out. I think I’ve mentioned I quit my job at the cemetery. I’m glad I did but it’s made life a little more difficult money-wise. I’ll make it though. Other than that, not much has happened really except a good snow (you can view some photos I took here), and just working.

A Utopian Playland

My sister sent me a link on MySpace a couple of weeks ago pointing to “Dr. Steel”. I listened to the music on his page (which was eloquently described by Rue Morgue magazine as “hip-hop industrial opera”) and really liked what I heard, catchy yet unique. I didn’t really do more than listen to the songs for the first couple of days until I decided to venture further down the page.

Enlist in his army? Hmmm, I was curious.

(Now some back story.)

A couple of years ago I decided that I was a massive jerk and pretty much cut ties with all my friends. (As big a mistake as this was, it’s neither here nor there in regards to this post.) I set myself up to be totally alone. i worked seven days a week, slept, and worked more. That was it. During this time I really developed a certain dislike for people in general. Look at them all, I thought, annoying, angry, sad, and all with nothing to really cry about. Then I started reading the TSU forums and about Dr. Steel. Here were people having fun for fun’s sake, watching their language (mostly), accepting people regardless of age, financial status, race, sexuality, and religion. I thought it was a load of bull.

But it wasn’t. They were serious. But I can’t explain it well. All I can say, regardless of how silly it sounds, these people and there ideas kind of restored my faith in the fact that there are decent people out there.

just makes it creepier.

Lasse Gjertsen does stop motion music and things of that nature. The beat boxing, which I’m sure everyone has seen is alright, but this, this is bad ass to the max.

I’m not what you would call political. I’m neither here nor there when it comes to all that, so this video comes with no context as to how I feel about it. But, dude, I laughed until I peed.