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Wowzers. I was unaware that it had been four months since my last post. Even then most of the random tid bits of words I post are usually catch-up posts. So here we are again, back to the usual. Since the last post I have moved into a new apartment, graduated, and am getting laid on a regular basis. So I guess all is good in the world right now. Unfortunately the dichotomy of the world breaks down once again, as there is more to each of these stories than originally inferred.

So I moved into a new apartment and all was going good for the first few days. Don't get me wrong, this apartment is fun, unfortunately it is also full of crazies. As my landlord likes to say, "you gotta pay rent, but the entertainment is free". Since I've typed some of these things on my other blog, a lot of this will be cut from other sources.... for those of you who read my other blog... suck it up! To make it easier, the abridged version will come first, followed by my other two posts.

I guess the most notable change in my life was the arrival of the little red and black pipe bomb in the mail. It was the final signal telling me that it was time to enter the real world, whether I wanted to or not. Although it may have well exploded in my face, it was really just a piece of paper (albeit a piece that cost me thousands of dollars). So now I have a degree and a headache from hell wondering where the hell I'm going to get a job for a year before I enter back into school. For anyone who has ever been to Athens, you feel my pain when I say that there is no job market here. It's a service industry town fueled by the 20 or 30,000 kids who go to school here. As for a few years ago, it was ranked one of the poorest counties in the nation (since most of the wealth is brought in by the kids who go to school here and leave when they finish). According to wikipedia, "is the fifth-poorest county in the United States among those with populations over 100,000. [6]" So there you have it, and there goes my chances of finding a good job in the mean time. I start a part time job in Madison, Ga on Thursday (at least in the field I am trying to get into). A half hour commute is going to suck, but it's only 3 days a week. If anyone has any books on tape to suggest just let me know! I'll be trying to get something bit torrent-y to make some cds for the drive. In other news, my piercings are going to be retired. I can't have them with the job I want... and it's a job I really want.

Crazy Neighbors, the sequel:
After the crack whore dissappeared in the middle of the night only to have her family come get her stuff, the crazy old schizo aids lady walked naked to to church across the street. After that the redneck neighbor and his girlfriend decided to have a reasonable argument in the parking lot. By reasonable I mean reasonably wasted, and by argument I mean to say that he smashed a whole six pack on her car, busting her windshield and headlights. The night before that some bicyclist was hit at the intersection in front of my apartment. Ironically enough it was the guy on the bike that was drunk, not so funny is the fact that he's probably dead now. When I saw him, he didn't really look so good, and the cops that came the next night to arrest the neighbor said the EMT's said he didn't look so good either. So now another neighbor is off her meds and very vexing. She keeps yelling at me trying to give me clothes, trying to give other neighbors toilet paper, trying to show everyone pictures of her son that was taken away, breaking picture frames on her front porch, and yelling at my other neighbor saying that his, "mother is married to god. Don't you act like you don't know what I'm talking about!" She claims she's been waiting her whole life to talk to god and that when she finally did she got into an argument with him and called him an asshole. Got to love them crazies.

Homefront:
all is good and well. I'm not quite a veggie again, but pretty damn close. boy doesn't eat meat and so I'm not using it to cook. I still need to quit smoking, and hopefully I will. If anyone has any ideas other than candy or patches, let me know!!!!

So here are the other posts.... if you've made it this far... get out while you still can!!!!



The Racoon and the Vulture

I figured that eventually I should post a blog to let those of you who I haven't seen in a long time know how it's hanging. Lately I've sacrificed my social life on the alter of UGA only to get some shitty facts that I probably won't retain for more than another month. I feel like I got jipped, but at least I will eventually get something out of it. I know what you're thinking, "but that's what you said about those first two degrees." Not so. This one will actually get me where I want to be. Like a magical credit card that will take you on those cruises and posh vacations to the carribbean (only to realize that they are appealing to customers who will rack up debt doing so and then file bankruptcy later... so I guess the joke's on them). Long story short. This summer semester has stolen what last semblance of a soul I had left. Unlike the regular semester for O'chem, there is no drop test. There is no bonus. There is no sainity. There is no life. There is only mechanisms and the hope for a better world (the better world part just sounded right in my head since the rest of it sounded like a movie trailer. You know, with the guy talking in a deep voice and all to make it seem like their shitty movie may have suspense, thrills, and possibly throat cancer.)

As for the new apartment, I'm enthralled. I've been hanging out with Laura and Jenn a good bit as well as some of my other lovely neighbors. I just adore the fact that I can "stay home" and not in that boring 80 yr old woman way. When people ask me how I've been I can say, "oh, just hanging out out my house" as if it were a bore, when that could be the furthest thing from the truth. Well, besides politics anyway. I'd rather not go into all of the details due to the fact that I'm sure no one wants their business all over the internet for countless people to live vicariously through; however I will leave some juicy tid-bits for those who have actually read this far. You deserve something for being so patient, and I'm sure sending you a jpeg of a cookie probably won't suffice. So here we go with the infamous listing:
-cop is talking to someone through a door and you hear them yell back only to here the cop retort,"no ma'am. Please don't pee on me."
-Crackheads should not carry bags of clothes with them when trying to "commit suicide". I don't think they are egyptian, I don't think they think they're egyptian, and I'm almost positive they weren't a nuabian since they weren't being a complete dickhead.
-Don't aggro the dragon. it's never worth it.
-plastic chairs are more durable than you would expect. They also have the capability of flight as well.
-63 year olds (ish) should remain clothed at all times.... even if you do "say" that people look at you like you're 35
-Jesus is coming. We should all get naked. (I should use that excuse next time I'm trying to break the ice at a party)
-I have no idea how to grill, but chicken is supposed to be black, right?

on a more random note, I watched stanger than fiction last night. for those of you who have never been blessed with this experience, let me relay it to you. You can watch it through my eyes, my mind, my bullshit. It has a very douglass adams meets the movie pi feeling to it. It's quirky, it's amazing, it's fairly predictable. Although you may find yourself, as I did several times, saying what the character will say a few seconds before they say it... It does not diminish the worth of the movie. It's refreshing in that it has it's quirks. It has scenes to admire with their poignant messages coming across in full force (i.e. the cupcake sign shedding off water in the rain) and also has great camera work to analyze. Granted nothing is left to the imagination since they foreshadow everything so much and straight out tell you what the character is thinking (a'la old greek plays with their soliloquies and monologues), but it is very entertaining never the less.So there you are. That's the movie for ya. Judge for yourself since I'm really no movie critic.

Well, I'll get back to the real world now. I can feel myself slipping into the internet world. My words are diminishing to elipses and brb's, I have the overcompulsing urdge to complain about social drama, and I don't know why, but I feel like I need more picture up that I've taken of myself in the bathroom mirror or the emo shot from above the head. I must get out now!

oh yeah, and this morning I saw a vulture pulling a dead racoon out of the road... in the exact same location where the crackhead was laying when we found him.
So as for the subject line, this is one that doesn't have an explanation that is lurking hidden at the end of the post. For once there is no poem, no funny story, nothing. Out of all of the catch phrases that have been circulating around this past week, this is all I will leave you with. Spending time trying to pick the best one did leave me laughing hysterically for about twenty minutes, but to no avail. So all you get is some shitty words that made you think you were about to read an Aesop fable.
The End