long time...
Well, an update for the populace. I'm currently living in Houston with Foster and his family. So far it's free but I have to start paying them rent. I technically have a job working as a "bunny slipper model/program hostess" at the SPAMalot show in Houston, but there's a bit of a problem with the money. Apparently the people putting on the show don't want to pay my employers their commission from the ticket sales...which is somehow a problem. I haven't found out yet if the problem has been fixed, which is unfortunate because I really wanted to wear killer bunny slippers.
Oh, and I have a new kitten! Her name is Milo, and the story of how I acquired her is quite odd. On the last day of the semester I was packing all my stuff up to go "home". I was going back and forth down the halls, making trips to the laundry room, and every time I would walk down the beginning of my hall I would hear what sounded like a kitty meowing. This quite perplexed me because not only was everyone but myself already gone, there aren't pets allowed in the dorms. This led me to believe that I was going insane.
Finally I decided to stop and listen to see if I could find the source. Sure enough there was a meowing kitty stuck in one of the rooms. I notified the dorm manager and we went in to save the little kitten. The manager said I could keep it (the RA's said that I had to name it Griffith after the dorm hall, but fuck them. Griffith hall is a fucking hell hole full of cheerleaders and idiots.). She's the cutest little kitten in the world too, white with splotches of gray/brown stripes. She runs like a bunny.
Other than that I have just been sitting on my ass, not really doing anything. I was going to visit Arizona during the first week of June, but I don't know about that anymore. I need to work and save money for college in the fall. Plus I'm saving to go on a cross-country road-trip with Foster and his best friend Adam. Je suis tres confondu... =(
Oh well.
Oh, and I have a new kitten! Her name is Milo, and the story of how I acquired her is quite odd. On the last day of the semester I was packing all my stuff up to go "home". I was going back and forth down the halls, making trips to the laundry room, and every time I would walk down the beginning of my hall I would hear what sounded like a kitty meowing. This quite perplexed me because not only was everyone but myself already gone, there aren't pets allowed in the dorms. This led me to believe that I was going insane.
Finally I decided to stop and listen to see if I could find the source. Sure enough there was a meowing kitty stuck in one of the rooms. I notified the dorm manager and we went in to save the little kitten. The manager said I could keep it (the RA's said that I had to name it Griffith after the dorm hall, but fuck them. Griffith hall is a fucking hell hole full of cheerleaders and idiots.). She's the cutest little kitten in the world too, white with splotches of gray/brown stripes. She runs like a bunny.
Other than that I have just been sitting on my ass, not really doing anything. I was going to visit Arizona during the first week of June, but I don't know about that anymore. I need to work and save money for college in the fall. Plus I'm saving to go on a cross-country road-trip with Foster and his best friend Adam. Je suis tres confondu... =(
Oh well.