Oh! and i somehow forgot to mention this:

WE HAVE SEVEN KITTENS CURRENTLY LIVING IN OUR HOUSE.

They are adorable, and my dad hates them, which just makes me love them all the more.

all friends are invited to play with them, of course!  ¶ 22:47 2 comments

  "Everybody knows that a horizontal-running-high-five bestows the blond with sunglasses!"--Nik, after watching the horrible kung-fu meets hip-hop made for TV movie, Volcano High--

Yeah. Another day another bad movie, before that some driving around with RGE and Bryan. Went to Perkins, ordered the same thing i had last time: my life is nothing but routines, unsettling un-thought. i really, really, really, really, really want to do something active and purposeful, but can't think of a thing that fills those criteria. i want things to be normal, to be able to show up somewhere and not have to give a status update and have nothing to say. Is that a weird desire? Nothing ever happens, and every single day that passes like this makes me feel worse. i know i shouldn't... in a variant on this conversation, Jon pointed out that his roommate had lived at home until the age of 28. Then he made a joke about how 'it was only because of the crack,' or some such, and i played the fool, "Really? Tim's a crackhead?!" causing Jon to actually laugh out loud (something he rarely does). An interesting sound over the phone, and i suppose for that i should count it an okay day.

Actually, it was a good day, it just wound down so slowly like those Sunday afternoons in the proverbial "I know quite a few people who want to live forever who can't think of anything to do on a Sunday afternoon" sort-of-way. Or maybe that's not proverbial to not-ex-JWs, just like the Funniest Thing i Ever Said doesn't make sense to anyone other than my dad. Anyway, back at the point: i totally went to church today! And i didn't pull shy attack, at least not too hardcore; i introduced myself to someone and everything. And talked to Tony's mom, and E.Moore, among others, and it's all good times and ECUUYA (or whatever we decide our acronym shall be) will commence in short order. So yay that!

i talked to Elyse for awhile around 11, which was her lunchtime and i could hear what i suspect was a room full of Korean middle schoolers in the background. It was awesome, and hopefully i'll talk to her again soon. Donna's sick, and i'm a little worried that too much work is doing her in, so i hope she gets better soon. And Mocky's should totally be more reasonable with her schedule!

i should sleep. Sally's dreaming loudly, once again, that silly-potato-shaped dog, and it's odd. She sleeps so loudly she wakes Jessie up. Really! Time to sleep.

There were, like, other funny things said today that i can't remember at all. Sad... so... unfortunately we're going to have to go with a quote from the other crappy movie (bring it on part two) i saw part of today:

Q: What's her problem? A: Maybe she's caffeine deprived... coffee's like crack to white people!

wait! i thought of one!

"Rachel, you will love it. It has a lot of... erm... COLORS!"--Bryan--  ¶ 22:22 0 comments

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Our house is a frickin' zoo. With Robin's arrival, three children, a mutt, and two new cats have arrived. The cats are hypothetically outdoor cats (the un-feasibility of that apparently hasn't been explained to the former country residents), though one got into the house a few days ago. The little orange one to be specific. She's been hiding in the basement since then, and dad tried to bribe RGE & i a dollar (a frickin' dollar) to catch her and return her to whence she came. Since neither of us jumped on that impressive bid, dad today tow're up RGE's room up in a loud, vain attempt to catch the kitten. To no avail: Robin caught her an hour later with the simple promise of food and no more molestation. She apparently had a broken blood vessel & unevenly dilated pupils by the time she was caught... i'd be afraid of my dad too if i were a six-inch-tall fugitive. Shit, yo.

Also on zoo themes here-abounding: the five-year-old wakes me up every day, and then demands that i join him at a rousing game of mousetrap every night. There is always at least 2 radios and a TV on, and this lil' laptop is queued solid all night long. Our driveway is once again totally white trash: there are no less than five beaters in it as the garage is full of Robin's furniture from her last house. But the new people bring good things too: i can finally fucking eat food in my own damn house: yes, that's right, i buy food and it's still mostly there two meals later to continue to consume. And Robin doesn't care if i eat some of her food. She's like a mythological goddess, no?

And those five beaters? One of them is myne! i bought Nik's old Saturn (or to be technical, the Weitzs' old Saturn)!! It is totally a beater--though it doesn't quite have duct tape handles, one door doesn't shut reliably, it make atrocious noises when i turn right, burns oil, has "weather" spots (??), doesn't like going 35+ mph, and only starts 3/5ths of the time. Other than that? It's a god among men, as it's the only car in my price range. And it conveniently came with a lifetime "If Nik can fix it, it will be fixed for a cigarette" insurance policy. If that's not a great deal, i don't know what is.

So right now i have three days off, and am using them to do all the boring errands i couldn't do before i had the car: returning library books, taking Damian to Alltell for a cellphone, going for food exactly when i feel like it, donating plasma, taking shit to goodwill (yes, i am still cleaning up after dad's last ex); and the few random errands cars create; oil changes and (hopefully) procuring insurance (the kind legally recognized/required in WI) and so on. It's like the best thing ever after six months in EC without hope of leaving this hellhole: somebody calls me? i can join them! yes!

i'm so close to being done with my class i can taste it. i've turned in all 12 assignments, and got As on 11 of them. One i got a B on one... but you know, shit happens. One is still en route back to me, but the day i get that sucker i am signing up for the final. i'm going to be so ecstatic to take that final i won't even get pissed off if the proctor thinks i'm cheating because i put my license back into my back pocket right after showing it to her (people are dumb). Yeah! Not a dropout anymore! Jon can eat cake again!

ECUUYA Group update: i completely shelved that idea since my last post on the topic, mostly because it was unfeasible for me to be in charge of such a thing in my ongoing emotional disaster-state. BUT! But! The other day (like two weeks ago, that is) at work, Mr. Moore totally came in & we chatted UU-stuff for awhile; apparently my inclination that an adult hereabouts recently tried to coordinate such a thing was correct! Once church starts again (in merely a week!) we're totally going to get this off the ground. Should we host a con? i think so! a retreat? why not! i totally had worship themes floating through my head all day, and this subject is totally exciting enough to use words like "totally" repeatedly and not be silly. You should believe me on that one. Anyway, if anyone's interested, let me know, and i'll develop a roster or something. Yes.

Also, i got a $2 raise at work. Because i am that good. Here ends the good news: i won't go into the details of still being unable to pay off any significant portion of my student loan, Jon getting fired, people being putzes, and so on, because that's depressing. And i should, like, do that less before i give myself a heart attack.

"Spider-Martyr!"--Rayna--  ¶ 22:35 0 comments

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