I live in the Grand Canyon now. You bes' reco'nize.


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Might not be moving to Arizona; might have a better job here. For two grand a month, bitches.

Details also on MySpace.

Might be moving to Arizona. Details on myspace.

I just listed you as a professional reference on an application I filled out, since I was lacking in the two I needed. I gave some BS answer about us both owning web design companies and trading opinions on shit and all that jazz...I'm not 100% confident in the application being well-recieved, so don't exactly sit around the phone waiting for some ( Read more... )

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Okay, so I might be leaving this job, and this time for reals, son. And this time I have a pretty damned good reason ( Read more... )

Okay, here is a list of random household things which I am going to buy of my own free will eventually anyway, so for my snooping father and any other interested parties, have at it. I'm entirely 100% positive you can get a lot of this stuff cheaper elsewhere, but it's all on an Amazon wishlist for laziness. And with some of this brand counts... ( Read more... )

So my mom is pissing us off. Melodee more than me, probably because she's not as used to it. Mom's mad because I refuse to alternate filling the gas tank with her. I'm refusing on the fact that when she uses the car, she runs it out of gas in a day, and I'm not going to pay for her to drive to Dallas for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to fuck her ( Read more... )

So the bunny died ( Read more... )

Melodee's bunny Kate (or Cate, or whateverthefuck spelling it is -- personally I'm fond of Cait, but that betrays my Final Fantasy 7 roots with Cait Sith and all) is sick. Has been sick, really, and this shitty vet told us it was because we were feeding it vegetables -- which made no sense to me, but we stopped them anyway just incase. Since then ( Read more... )