Thought One:
This is my 99th post. Wild.

Thought Two:
I need to get back into the blogging groove. I blame school. And Thought Three.

Thought Three:
The Boy sucks. Here we go, a thought I can stick with for awhile. So, he has a lot going on for him right now. He just got his own place, equipped with two tard room mates. Okay, I'll rephrase, one's a tard, the other is just living on his own for the first time and is having to learn how shit works. But the tard is a huge complication. Isn't paying shit, says he'll be paying backrent eventually, is trying to get in the army, is a disrespectful bastard, is most likely going to screw The Boy over. And he has me. And I think he's gone and convinced himself that I'm too good for him.
So right now, we're exactly halfway through a two week break for him to sort his life out and for both of us to think about us. And whether or not he's gonna hold me back in the long term.
This is one of those rare situations where I tell my friends and family what's going on in my life, and they all have the same reaction, my own included. "ROFL, silly Boy."
But I'm just hoping that it's just stress from other things influencing his other thoughts and so he'll come back and be like "Yeah, I was a dumbass," instead of me having to actually convince him he's being a dumbass.
Also, I'm depressed as all hell by not having him around. Made worse by the fact that he's not even one block away and yet I can't go see him as I need to. There is an upside though, and that is...

Thought Four:
I'm dying my hair purple tomorrow in time for the Harry Potter book premiere. The Boy WILL kill me when he finds out, but I'll just be "psh, bitch, that's what you get for leaving me alone for two weeks after making about two hundred jokes about sleeping with your room mate's huge-tittied girlfriend."

Five:
Good news, I no longer need to look for work as I have a job lined up. Bad news, I don't start said job until January, and in the meantime no one will hire me for a multitude of reasons (mostly to the effect of "you minor, you suck, come back when you're not jailbait!").

End on Six:
SUMMER SCHOOL IS DONE FOR ME AS OF TODAY! WOOHOO! And unless I majorly screwed up my final (there's a small chance...) I got through with a B!

I will be back tomorrow. If I'm not, here are all my messengers and you may bother me the moment Thursday ends in California!
AIM: lucious CROCKPOT
Y!M: goddessrabichi@sbcglobal.net
MSN: melonylouise@hotmail.com

If I'm not online at all on any of these, it means something happened to my computer and I am gone with right!

So I keep going, "I should update my blog."

And then I go, "I'll wait until tonight."

And then, I never update. Yes, I am aware of how much I suck.

So, some updates on my life:

- The Boy finally got his own place. I was worried for awhile about who his room mate was going to be, but I'm finding him not to be as bad as I thought. Plus, he's going to the army in a few months, so he's only temporary and the Ginger (who I've always gotten along with pretty well) will take his place. Yaaay!
- My art class is a bit of an awkward venture for me. First off, I'm only at a C+ at most because of a joke I made on my second portfolio (and yes, my own inability to grasp "value," but I didn't lack a grasp of it to the point of a 198/300). Second off, all the people in my class that I talk to are over 35. Third off, I have this odd crush on a girl in my class. Obviously, one of those things I wouldn't act on, but yeah.
- I'm trying to get a job. I just started hunting this week. I think I might already be failing.
- I'm going to be doing Blogathon 2007. Hold out for a post with details of what I'm doing it for and how to sponsor me.

Today must have been one of the most boring and depressing days ever. I kept having conversations about drugs and drug addictions with people and then going to my room and sitting around just going insane with the lack of something to do. And it was more than I have nothing to do ... I didn't have the urge to make myself do anything, either. Homework put off for another day, and promotions for my projects unshouted.

I did just apply to work for Home Depot though. Mmm, money. I could use some of that shit.


I love this picture. My boyfriend is fascinated with ducks, because his last name is Polish for "Lord of the Ducks". Though I think it has to be more than that cos my last name is a car and I despise the concept of driving. But whatever, anyway. And he has that duck on top of his computer, and I squeak it whenever I can get my damn hands on it, much to the annoyance of everyone. Old picture, like two or three months, but it's rad anyway.