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My roommates (Stephen and Josh) have eljay's (I know, it's like a dream set up. All the ickiness of living with ZOMG!BOYZ!!!11! is totally offset by the fact that they're both totally sweet (and I'm not just sayin' that to get a cut in rent although you know... NICETIEILOVETHATCOLORONYOU!) and one works at The Mart, and the other works for Rave (which, get an effing loyalty program already! Or you know, just give me more free passes and junk ...YOULOOKSOAWESOMEINTHOSEJEANSI'MSOOOOJEALOUS!...))
What this means is that living with them gives me access to their secrets which I can then use to blackmail them into exploiting their employee discounts. Yes, I know asking would probably be more fruitful but I'm a shy!
Anyhoodle (kit and caboodle), in addition to my three roommates (did I forget to mention Matthias? Who introduced me formally to Katamari Damasu? To whom I am indebted forever? Cause it's awesome and someone should totally buy it for me?) there is also a younger brother, a young brotha (who reminds me of and looks like Jasmine in a good way and I'm totes in love with even though he's completely and awesomely insane), a whole clique of folks I don't know (except for DJ and Jared because their names make DJ Jared and that's how I remember stuff) and two cats.
Now here's where I'm glad that cats can't read English because I'm totally being a cat racist. Stephen doesn't know this, but I've been badmouthing him to Gizmo in order to get Gizmo to love me more because I have falled HEAD OVER HEELS! With a CAT! Like, this long black cat with these crazy yellow eyes looks at me and meows and melts my effing heart. I totally get cat people now! I WANT TO MACRO THE CAT! And he has such good poses! TELL ME NOT TO MACRO THE CAT! He's awesome and annoying and I love him to pieces.
On the other hand there's Sonny who... y'all? Sonny done been through some STURF. Sonny... Sonny ain't well if you catch my drift. Sonny got PTSD of some sort because that cat is strange. And he's pretty gentile, he's just so jumpy and nervous that he makes me jumpy and nervous. Plus he's huge and always in the bathtub and it's just like...
You know that scene in that movie (not that one, the other one. No, not the one with your mom...) where those two guys face off and there's that weird Clint Eastwood music, but only like, 30 years after Clint did it? That's how me and this cat be every day. Just darin' the other one to draw first. We're warming up to each other slowly but surely, and I try not to be overt with my Gizmo lust, but man... that cat.
What else is there? I'm getting ready to try and go to DC and looking for money now. God knows I'm this close to trickin' (someone into giving me some money, ahem) cause things are looking bleak but I'm still going and it's going to be a ball. And then when I come back maybe I can finish moving in! I tend to think it's not me that's backwards, but life just isn't fast enough to catch up with me.
I'll holla at y'all soon, tell me something good!
What this means is that living with them gives me access to their secrets which I can then use to blackmail them into exploiting their employee discounts. Yes, I know asking would probably be more fruitful but I'm a shy!
Anyhoodle (kit and caboodle), in addition to my three roommates (did I forget to mention Matthias? Who introduced me formally to Katamari Damasu? To whom I am indebted forever? Cause it's awesome and someone should totally buy it for me?) there is also a younger brother, a young brotha (who reminds me of and looks like Jasmine in a good way and I'm totes in love with even though he's completely and awesomely insane), a whole clique of folks I don't know (except for DJ and Jared because their names make DJ Jared and that's how I remember stuff) and two cats.
Now here's where I'm glad that cats can't read English because I'm totally being a cat racist. Stephen doesn't know this, but I've been badmouthing him to Gizmo in order to get Gizmo to love me more because I have falled HEAD OVER HEELS! With a CAT! Like, this long black cat with these crazy yellow eyes looks at me and meows and melts my effing heart. I totally get cat people now! I WANT TO MACRO THE CAT! And he has such good poses! TELL ME NOT TO MACRO THE CAT! He's awesome and annoying and I love him to pieces.
On the other hand there's Sonny who... y'all? Sonny done been through some STURF. Sonny... Sonny ain't well if you catch my drift. Sonny got PTSD of some sort because that cat is strange. And he's pretty gentile, he's just so jumpy and nervous that he makes me jumpy and nervous. Plus he's huge and always in the bathtub and it's just like...
You know that scene in that movie (not that one, the other one. No, not the one with your mom...) where those two guys face off and there's that weird Clint Eastwood music, but only like, 30 years after Clint did it? That's how me and this cat be every day. Just darin' the other one to draw first. We're warming up to each other slowly but surely, and I try not to be overt with my Gizmo lust, but man... that cat.
What else is there? I'm getting ready to try and go to DC and looking for money now. God knows I'm this close to trickin' (someone into giving me some money, ahem) cause things are looking bleak but I'm still going and it's going to be a ball. And then when I come back maybe I can finish moving in! I tend to think it's not me that's backwards, but life just isn't fast enough to catch up with me.
I'll holla at y'all soon, tell me something good!