Holy Crap
Wow is all I have to say. I can't believe this journal survived the constant purging most sites do to rid themselves of inactive accounts. Long story short, I has a super easy job now where I answer a phone like twice daily, and play on the internet. Yeah, life really sucks. Anyways, bored as I was, decided it was high time to clean out my old emails that I saved. You know, old password emails, emails deemed "important" that sort of thing. I had fucking emails from 2000. After about 100 or so emails (why on God's green earth did I even keep some of this shit? Speaking of which, happy late earth day.) I finally found my live journal account email. I figured I'd just see if it still was active and behold! It is. And honestly, I doubt anyone will ever read this. But it kinda makes me type out everything that has gone on, and at least it's something to do for the next 9 hours of my work day.
O.k., so where to begin? I really guess the last post was...( checks old entries) November 2006. This might take a while. Lets see... condensed version is I quit college (only for a little while I swear!) because I was sick of school, being broke, and needed to save up some more money for tuition so I would have to take out loans (ha!). Then JJ and I split up. Again. I lost count at one point. Dated a couple of different guys. Then one decided he wanted to get violent with me. Not a wise idea. So I'm a tiny bit nervous (hey he was following me, even I get nervous) so I call this guy I met at work because he was a marine (sigh) and his best friend is an MP and asked if I could hang with them that night. After I told them what happened, they were beyond furious. They are old school gentlemen. Coming from such intimidating guys, its very cute. Chivalry isn't dead yet. Anyways long story short, Dale (the marine) and I started dating. Almost a year later were still together. Very happily. And starting some big things together. We have two bunnies(they are like our children, I love them to death!) We bought a house! Beyond nice too. It's only four year old, brand new appliances, the works. It's absolutely gorgeous. Our friend Don (the MP) is moving in with us because he's like a brother to us. And to top it all off, my parents like him. *shiver* Kinda scares me. I mean it's eerie when they help us find and get the loan for the house, find appliances we like, ask US what carpet and paint colors we want. And help us find the perfect King or California king bed. Considering my parents wouldn't let JJ stay in our own apartment when they came to visit(yeah it was embarrassing) it's a big deal. They even let him come to our house for Christmas, and they didn't care he slept upstairs with me. Granted he was in the room next door, but since my area is pretty much sealed off from their area, they would have never heard if he was in my bedroom. But better safe than sorry.
I think I've covered the major events. Maybe. Oh yeah I forgot I've got *gulp* three, kinda four jobs. But they're all awesome, so I don't care. But I've turned into a workaholic. But it just means I can get everything back on track, so it's all good.
Oh, also, if anyone still reads this, I'm having a house warming as soon as the house is finished. It's shouldn't take long, I just need to paint, have new carpet put in, and move all my stuff. Moving will take the longest. So if anyone wants to come to the house warming (or help me move please!) just let me know. Most people should have my number, email, or something. But if not, leave me a message here.
O.k., so where to begin? I really guess the last post was...( checks old entries) November 2006. This might take a while. Lets see... condensed version is I quit college (only for a little while I swear!) because I was sick of school, being broke, and needed to save up some more money for tuition so I would have to take out loans (ha!). Then JJ and I split up. Again. I lost count at one point. Dated a couple of different guys. Then one decided he wanted to get violent with me. Not a wise idea. So I'm a tiny bit nervous (hey he was following me, even I get nervous) so I call this guy I met at work because he was a marine (sigh) and his best friend is an MP and asked if I could hang with them that night. After I told them what happened, they were beyond furious. They are old school gentlemen. Coming from such intimidating guys, its very cute. Chivalry isn't dead yet. Anyways long story short, Dale (the marine) and I started dating. Almost a year later were still together. Very happily. And starting some big things together. We have two bunnies(they are like our children, I love them to death!) We bought a house! Beyond nice too. It's only four year old, brand new appliances, the works. It's absolutely gorgeous. Our friend Don (the MP) is moving in with us because he's like a brother to us. And to top it all off, my parents like him. *shiver* Kinda scares me. I mean it's eerie when they help us find and get the loan for the house, find appliances we like, ask US what carpet and paint colors we want. And help us find the perfect King or California king bed. Considering my parents wouldn't let JJ stay in our own apartment when they came to visit(yeah it was embarrassing) it's a big deal. They even let him come to our house for Christmas, and they didn't care he slept upstairs with me. Granted he was in the room next door, but since my area is pretty much sealed off from their area, they would have never heard if he was in my bedroom. But better safe than sorry.
I think I've covered the major events. Maybe. Oh yeah I forgot I've got *gulp* three, kinda four jobs. But they're all awesome, so I don't care. But I've turned into a workaholic. But it just means I can get everything back on track, so it's all good.
Oh, also, if anyone still reads this, I'm having a house warming as soon as the house is finished. It's shouldn't take long, I just need to paint, have new carpet put in, and move all my stuff. Moving will take the longest. So if anyone wants to come to the house warming (or help me move please!) just let me know. Most people should have my number, email, or something. But if not, leave me a message here.