Dammit! WHY does it bother me so much that these things are no longer called Journals, but now blogs?...I just can't shake this...errrrrr.... 
On a lighter, brighter side of things, however, I have been offered a new job. Now, this is a job where I can go into detail about with customers with my eyes closed. It's an office management/REALLY WELL PAID design internship with a Kitchen and Bathroom design/remodeling company. You all may ask, though, how might I know this subject matter at the extent in which I do, and the answer is simple- I have been around it all of my life. And Y'know, it's funny, as a kid, I always wondered why, and was even a little resentful about the fact that my dad never strived for a better living. I wondered why he settled for the life of blue collars and Dickies and counter top installation and cabinet hanging. Why couldn't dad have a REAL job. I guess I am having one of those adult moments now, in that I am realizing that A. it's what made him happy, he considered it an art form and B. his knowledge and passing it down to me over the years has made me an asset to a company that I can make a career with having little to no 'extra' education other than a year, part time, at a community college. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am as "shit and shivering" as the next new kid on the block, and there are numerous computer programs that I'll have to learn, i.e. Cad 20/20, for design, but I am SO SO SO ready. Cna you tell I am ready?
The monkey and I are good. So good in fact that we have decided to move in together. Since we are both about to enter into REALLY good pay status's with our jobs, we KNOW we can afford it. And, with all stereotypes aside, HE was the one who actually proposed we do this. Now, Lemme give you a little insight to my Chuckie. When we first met, he told me that he was going to have a little trouble giving his heart away, and that it'd take a LONG time. He told me that his last gf, who he'd only been done with for a month before we met, was the girl he thought he'd marry. He told me he was guarding his heart like the Hope diamond (ok, ok, so yeah, guys usually don't reference the Hope Diamond, christ's sake, but I just want you guys to get the idea of his personal security plan...). So. after only six months, his proposing this to me is HUGE. He's also been telling me lately that I am THE GIRL he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Also, the sex is REALLY REALLY great. Can you tell the Sex is really great?
I know I have been a poo about keeping up with the Jones's here, and please forgive me. I will have a HUGE amount of time on my hands thursday, so I plan to do athorough visit of ALL of my pals journals. Also, go check out my BEST freind, Midfuckepiphany's journals. He has been beefing 'em up by doing video journals. Real smart approach, and they just LOOK cool. 
On a lighter, brighter side of things, however, I have been offered a new job. Now, this is a job where I can go into detail about with customers with my eyes closed. It's an office management/REALLY WELL PAID design internship with a Kitchen and Bathroom design/remodeling company. You all may ask, though, how might I know this subject matter at the extent in which I do, and the answer is simple- I have been around it all of my life. And Y'know, it's funny, as a kid, I always wondered why, and was even a little resentful about the fact that my dad never strived for a better living. I wondered why he settled for the life of blue collars and Dickies and counter top installation and cabinet hanging. Why couldn't dad have a REAL job. I guess I am having one of those adult moments now, in that I am realizing that A. it's what made him happy, he considered it an art form and B. his knowledge and passing it down to me over the years has made me an asset to a company that I can make a career with having little to no 'extra' education other than a year, part time, at a community college. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am as "shit and shivering" as the next new kid on the block, and there are numerous computer programs that I'll have to learn, i.e. Cad 20/20, for design, but I am SO SO SO ready. Cna you tell I am ready?
The monkey and I are good. So good in fact that we have decided to move in together. Since we are both about to enter into REALLY good pay status's with our jobs, we KNOW we can afford it. And, with all stereotypes aside, HE was the one who actually proposed we do this. Now, Lemme give you a little insight to my Chuckie. When we first met, he told me that he was going to have a little trouble giving his heart away, and that it'd take a LONG time. He told me that his last gf, who he'd only been done with for a month before we met, was the girl he thought he'd marry. He told me he was guarding his heart like the Hope diamond (ok, ok, so yeah, guys usually don't reference the Hope Diamond, christ's sake, but I just want you guys to get the idea of his personal security plan...). So. after only six months, his proposing this to me is HUGE. He's also been telling me lately that I am THE GIRL he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Also, the sex is REALLY REALLY great. Can you tell the Sex is really great?
I know I have been a poo about keeping up with the Jones's here, and please forgive me. I will have a HUGE amount of time on my hands thursday, so I plan to do athorough visit of ALL of my pals journals. Also, go check out my BEST freind, Midfuckepiphany's journals. He has been beefing 'em up by doing video journals. Real smart approach, and they just LOOK cool.
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ou deserve a very large sum of money AAAAAHHHH I do live in a dream world glad your back do not dissappear again i need someone to swap diet tips with love n hugs chomper