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Life is good lately. Bills are getting paid and I've been very active. I'm tired all the time, is the only drawback. I get up around 5:45 to be out of the house by seven, drop Frank off at his house and meet a friend to carpool to work by 7:40am. We get to work by 8:30 and get out at 5 or slightly thereafter. We get back around 6 or 6:15 and I go to Bally's to work out. After that I usually go see/get Frank and we head back home around 8 so we roll in around 8:30. Then it's time for laundry and some relaxation before going to bed at 11 or later and starting the process all over again. See, now you can all stalk me.
Because I know you're all so interested, I'm going to give you a little update about my Air Force application status. My physical is any day now. They're looking over my therapy paperwork to make sure I'm not crazy and then they're supposed to call me to have the physical the following day. The day after I take my physical I go in for the Officer's Interview, at which time I hand in the rest of my paperwork, including my college transcripts and high school diploma. After that, I wait.
I've been going to some shows lately, which is nice. I recently went to see Rushmore Academy, which was a hell of a show, but Hit the Lights, a band playing before them, rocked even harder. I went on their MySpace and noticed that they're touring with Cute is What We Aim For and Hawthorne Heights this summer. I figured they'd get big.
So, yeah, Frank. This is the new beau. He's on both Facebook and MySpace so you can find him through my profile. He's about 5'10", adorably chubby, and 1/2 Vietnamese, 1/2 German background. His mom, stereotypically, owns a hair and nail salon and speaks loud, broken English. His dad is ex-Navy and tends to be kind of a hard-ass. They've been divorced for some time now, but they both live close and Frank is close to them both. He is an English major with a 32 ACT and past experiece living free at McKendree and SWIC. Currently attending SIUE, he aspires to be an inspiration through the teaching profession.We have a lot of the same interests, including little-known music and obscure cinema, as well as language and literature. He talks more than I do, which is a burden at times, but has a great sense of humor and a demeanor that can only be described as jolly. He also has amazing dexterity with chopsticks.
I miss reading a video games. Silly isn't getting enough attention, but I'm trying to show him more love.I changed his Silly box a few days ago and I cuddle with him every morning (although thismorning was play time), but I still feel like I've left him in a place that is hard to get acustomed to.
I housesat for Mr. L for a week and a half. That was an experience. He has this giant porn collection... (j/k). Actually, I was amazed about how clean and organized he keeps his home. I felt bad messing it up, but, hey, it's a house. It's to be lived in. Lucy and Sally are good dogs, other than Sally likes to tear shit up if you give her a chance. She's just a general rucus-rouser, as part of the fun was giving her a bath one of the last days I was there. She found the only mud area in the back yard and just went to town, apparently, as it was caked around her whiskers. Lucy, on the other hand, totally missed Jim, but liked to play when given the opportunity. I was glad she wasn't sent to a kennel for the week - she's a sweet poochie. Jim, if you read this, tell Gloria (God love her) that I may have found a home for Kitty Baby. If she comes up missing, don't be surprised.
Well, It's almost time to leave and I have stuff to gather. ~*PEACE*~



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