My girlfriend and I got our cat back yesterday and I could not be happier. I had to get a doctor to sign a note saying I needed him for my mental health so the apartments would allow it. He has been living with my mom for a long while and she fattened him up and turned him into some sweet loving cat that bares no resembleance to the young man I left her with. We got him back just in time for his 4th b-day too. Jesus I need mental help, nobody is actually gonna care that much about my boy but me. I feel like an annoying parent with a wallet full of pictures. Speaking of mental help, tomorrow I go to the stupid shrink to find out if she can help me get testosterone, I really hope she can. It pisses me off that I have to see a therapist to get anywhere on this issue but whatever at least there is some hope of it happening now.

The strangest thing happened at work today. A coworker brought me my jacket. I left it a week ago at the landromat, when I went back to look for it it was gone. Appearently my coworkers wife found it and took it home and asked him if he knew anyone missing a jacket. i had just mentioned it to him the day before. I know this isn't very exciting for anyone else but my keys were in the pocket and it was gonna cost me a fair amount to replace them. ok I think it's time to go look at naked girls.

My first journal entry. It's about time I suppose, but I have never been good with these things, not to mention these days my life is completly uneventful. I go to work and come home at which time my girlfriend goes to work. I sit here and watch movies and stare at the computer untill she returns and then we do those things together. That pretty much describes my life for the next few weeks except for possibly seeing a doctor about starting testosterone (meaning i am a transman. If you have questions feel free to ask). ok so there it is my first entry. Could I be any more boring right now? Probably but I should stop before I scare everyone away