Bloop Bloop Bloop
I have come to realize that i love my cat more than I love most people.
I'm 90% sure she is pregnant, and am thrilled at the thought.
My dad had me working at his house to get it ready for sale.
The thought of losing that house sickens me, but still... I painted it all up for a fifth of what a professional would have charged.
Texas in four days. I'll be there for a week this time.
I seem to have charmed the parents wth little to no effort.
I guess that means i'm worth something?
I'm not feeling in dire straits any longer.
I have an entrance exam to the border patrol... it's like the military except in America, and with no specific time commitment.
And i'll be able to keep my cat after a 3 month training period.
I'm in love with teh desert, and I dissagree with illegal immigration on many levels. Terrorist activity too.
But I think I'm doing it for the sweet benefits and wide array of skills.
I plan on being a cop.
Because I hate the justice system here.
So. Damn. Much.
I'm happy.
IM GOING TO SEE WALL*E THIS WEEK AND THAT MAKES ME INDESCRIBABLY JOYFUL.
