The Flingin' Flow
Gah... what!? I'm gone a few months again and the fuckin' layout of mood and music changes on me!? LIVEJOURNAL WHYYYY, I LIKED MY DUMB FOXIES AND SEEING WHAT I WAS LISTENING TO YEARS AGO. D: You whoooooore. Ruinin' my remniscience with your gahdamn tech-update-savvy-ness. Ish. Thing. Shut up your mouth.
So I mentioned Johnny and I wantin' to get a house. It's happening! By the end of this month we will be in said house. Talk about a massive improvement amirite? And it couldn't come at a better time too; the roommate leaving left a nasty dent in my ability to keep on top of bills, and even worse are the jackass rednecks living above me who are awful failures at life and for some reason have one kid, are about to birth another, and just got custody of three. Why, why, WHY do white trash losers feel like they have to have a whole fucking mess of kids? I do not understand. They can barely afford their rent yet have 4 children running around like maniacs. Will be so damn nice to escape the apartment life. Even moreso considering that my bathroom ceiling caved in yesterday morning because of their kids splashing water out of the bath all the time. HATE WHITE TRASH.
The house is amazing, on that note. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, dining room, kitchen, utility room, living room and upstairs open den, big front porch, huge yard. So excited man, so utterly excited. Even further help will be coming in that Johnny and I agreed to rent to a third person, which will aid us both in financial endeavors. We already have a roomie lined up too. Ahhh, April can't end quick enough.
Speaking of April, I'm gahdamn 26 as of two days ago. TWENTY-SIX. I started this journal damn near ten years ago. That fact blows my mind. I can't believe how much change has been encompassed in that decade. I look back through and it's like "holy-moley, I am not even remotely the same person." And that's a good thing. I'm a much happier, healthier, capable person. Which I suppose is just natural growth, but still. It's a nice thing to know, right?
Hm... tryin' to think if there are any other things of note to record, but nothing is coming to mind. I'm still aggravated at you for changin' my music/mood selecting thingie. D:< Damn robot. What a way to get back at me for not coming around often enough. RUUUUEEEEE.
EDIT: oh, my foxies still show up, and the music is only shown if you click each individual entry. I guess that's... acceptable. Hrm. You're a crafty one, LJ-bot. Trickin' me like that.
So I mentioned Johnny and I wantin' to get a house. It's happening! By the end of this month we will be in said house. Talk about a massive improvement amirite? And it couldn't come at a better time too; the roommate leaving left a nasty dent in my ability to keep on top of bills, and even worse are the jackass rednecks living above me who are awful failures at life and for some reason have one kid, are about to birth another, and just got custody of three. Why, why, WHY do white trash losers feel like they have to have a whole fucking mess of kids? I do not understand. They can barely afford their rent yet have 4 children running around like maniacs. Will be so damn nice to escape the apartment life. Even moreso considering that my bathroom ceiling caved in yesterday morning because of their kids splashing water out of the bath all the time. HATE WHITE TRASH.
The house is amazing, on that note. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, dining room, kitchen, utility room, living room and upstairs open den, big front porch, huge yard. So excited man, so utterly excited. Even further help will be coming in that Johnny and I agreed to rent to a third person, which will aid us both in financial endeavors. We already have a roomie lined up too. Ahhh, April can't end quick enough.
Speaking of April, I'm gahdamn 26 as of two days ago. TWENTY-SIX. I started this journal damn near ten years ago. That fact blows my mind. I can't believe how much change has been encompassed in that decade. I look back through and it's like "holy-moley, I am not even remotely the same person." And that's a good thing. I'm a much happier, healthier, capable person. Which I suppose is just natural growth, but still. It's a nice thing to know, right?
Hm... tryin' to think if there are any other things of note to record, but nothing is coming to mind. I'm still aggravated at you for changin' my music/mood selecting thingie. D:< Damn robot. What a way to get back at me for not coming around often enough. RUUUUEEEEE.
EDIT: oh, my foxies still show up, and the music is only shown if you click each individual entry. I guess that's... acceptable. Hrm. You're a crafty one, LJ-bot. Trickin' me like that.