"I won't be the one to let you down
Maybe you'll get what you want this time around
The trick is to keep breathing."
- S. Manson



So my family starts moving today. I'll be spending the night in the new house, so conveniently across from some yokels. They burst Nascar and the rock station up loud and it's really irritating. The only thing I have a problem with them is, well, the gay. But, I won't associate with them. True, I've been one to be pre-judgemental, but first impressions say alot.

Anywho, as I said, furry sex art, or furry art in general, may be propped down to a minimum because the comp will be in the living room. I will try to do some, but I can't guarantee it will be constant. I will get some up, though, guys.

In the summer, it will probably stop, but I'm going to start saving up for a laptop. And, one thing I would like to do most of all is to start working out. The only problem is though is I don't know where to start, what excerises to do, as well as I don't have enough money for a membership to a gym or the money for a personal trainer. I do need muscle, though. In fact, I at least want to get up to maybe 175 or so lbs. Can't guarantee, that.

This moving, when my mom finally gets a job for the first time in a year, will leave the load of helping pay bills get off of my chest, meaning more money to myself. When summer comes around, more time to myself.

In a way, things are looking out for the better, even though we have to sacrifice some things. Oh, well. I hopefully transfer to OSU in August and I only pray that I get one of the suites and not the shitty rooms.

Anywho, this is all from me. The internet and phone should be hooked up tommorrow at the new place.

I find it weird that this will be the last journal I post sitting in this spot in this house. Oh, well.

Take care, guys.