awaytothemoon

i feel like a fucking housewife. i don't have a job yet, it's been a week and a half since i moved. i do all the things a steriotypical housewife would do, but i don't have anything else to do. and it's not necessarily that i mind doing those kind of things, its just silly that i can't find a job so i spend my time this way. i cook for ross all the time, i clean up our room and the kitchen on a daily basis, i'm going grocery shopping this afternoon... it's kinda ridiculous. this isn't why i moved. this isn't how i want to live. he paid my rent this month, which isn't fair and makes me mad. i'm an independent fucking person. i've always made it on my own, i don't like having to rely on him for things like that. i'm down to only having $400 of my own. hopefully by tomorrow afternoon i'll have a job and then i can stop worrying. i have my interview at best buy at noon. if they don't hire me on the spot, then i'm going out to pac sun to talk to the manager about why he hasn't called me yet. hopefully the holiday weekend is just putting a delay on getting hired, it sounded like it was a pretty sure thing that i had a job when i went in for my interview, i just don't know which job. either the assistant manager or the entry level management. i guess i'll figure all that shit out tomorrow.

on an even shittier note...
my fucking cat is in heat. i figured she was too little, she's only 10 months old, but apparently she isn't. i don't have the money to get her fixed right now, so she's just being a pain in the ass and driving ross and i crazy. plus she's miserable, which makes me upset. this cat has had a hard fucking life for only being 10 months old. she got left in a box on the front porch of a vet with her 2 siblings when she was fucking 4 weeks old, in november (in michigan, it was snowy and everything!). she lived at the vet until she was 7 weeks old, when i went in, actually to see a different cat, and fell in love with her. she was only 2.5 lbs, the runt of the litter. her siblings were gone, but there was this other cat there that she played with all the time. she seemed really lonley when we took her home, so 2 weeks later my roomates at the time went back and got the other cat. they got to play and live together until may, when i went to tennessee for 10 weeks. norma jean (my cat) then had to stay at my best friend's house with her 3 huge fucking dogs and 4 other cats. she was then seperated from the other cat who she played with all the time at my friend's house to live in my mom's basement with me, where to dog chased her all over. then we moved to indiana, and she hasn't settled in and now she's in heat. it fucking sucks!!!
and i doubt anyone really cared to hear the life story of my kitten, sorry...

well, i hate really depressing blogs, so i guess i can leave a few fun pictures from tennessee this summer on here... i worked at a camp for high school kids to come up to the mountains and do minor home repair projects for people living in poverty in the cumberland mountains, the we had activities and worship services for them at night... here's some of my favorites:

bonfires are exciting to us sometimes...




we had this thing called the "ghetto grundy grind" (we were in grundy county, TN). we all dressed gangsta and had a dance party, this one is deffinatly a favorite!




we had a scavenger hunt one of the last days, one of the things we had to find was a toilet NOT in a bathroom:




and the best highway sign to pass when driving through ohio... yeah' i'm mature...




and the foodfight we had as a staff one night...