Sweet jesus I need to update more.

Meme stolen from

ANIMATION MEME
- X what you saw
- O what you haven't finished or saw sizable portions (I'm using this to categorize movies I barely remember because I saw them forever ago)
- Bold what you loved
- Italize what you disliked/hated
- Leave unchanged if neutral

CLASSIC DISNEY

[O] 101 Dalmatians (1961)
[X] Alice in Wonderland (1951) (Bleh)
[O] Bambi (1942)
[X] Cinderella (1950)
[O] Dumbo (1941)
[X] Fantasia (1940)
[X] Lady and the Tramp (1955)
[O] Mary Poppins (1964)
[X] Peter Pan (1953)
[O] Pinocchio (1940)
[X] Sleeping Beauty (1959)
[X] Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
[-] Song of the South (1946) (I haven't even heard of this movie)


DISNEY'S DARK AGE

[X] The Aristocats (1970)
[-] The Black Cauldron (1985)
[X] The Fox and the Hound (1981)
[-] The Great Mouse Detective (1986)
[O] The Jungle Book (1967)
[-] The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977)
[O] Oliver and Company (1986)
[-] Pete's Dragon (1977)
[X] The Rescuers (1977)
[X] Robin Hood (1973) (No self-respecting fur has missed this gem)
[X] The Sword In The Stone (1963)


THE DISNEY RENAISSANCE

[X] Aladdin (1992)
[X] Beauty and the Beast (1991)
[X] A Goofy Movie (1995) (Tha purfect cayst :u)
[O] Hercules (1997)
[-] The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)
[X] The Lion King (1994)
[X] The Little Mermaid (1989)
[X] Mulan (1998)
[X] Pocahontas (1995)
[X] The Rescuers Down Under (1990)
[X] Tarzan (1999)


DISNEY'S MODERN AGE

[O] Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001) (I saw the majority of the ending. I liked it.)
[-] Bolt (2008)
[-] Brother Bear (2003)
[-] Chicken Little (2005)
[-] Dinosaur (2000)
[X] The Emperor's New Groove (2000)
[-] Fantasia 2000 (2000)
[-] Home on the Range (2004)
[-] Lilo & Stitch (2002)
[-] Meet the Robinsons (2007)
[-] Treasure Planet (2002)


PIXAR

[X] A Bug's Life (1998)
[X] Cars (2006) (What the fuck Pixar. This movie shoulda been shitcanned.)
[X] Finding Nemo (2003)
[X] The Incredibles (2004) (Want sequel :u)
[X] Monsters Inc. (2001)
[X] Ratatouille (2007) (What? I'm a chef; I'm obligated to love this film!)
[X] Toy Story (1995)
[X] Toy Story 2 (1999)
[-] Toy Story 3 (2010)
[X] Wall-E (2008)
[-] Up (2009)

DON BLUTH

[X] All Dogs Go to Heaven (1989)
[-] An American Tail (1986)
[X] An American Tail: Fieval Goes West (1991) (I only saw the sequel! How weird is that? o.o)
[-] Anastasia (1997)
[X] The Land Before Time (1988)
[O] The Pebble and the Penguin (1995)
[O] Rock-a-Doodle (1991)
[-] The Secret of NIMH (1982)
[X] Thumbelina (1994)
[X] Titan AE (2000)
[-] A Troll in Central Park (1994)


CLAYMATION

[-] The Adventures of Mark Twain (1986)
[X] Chicken Run (2000)
[X] Corpse Bride (2005)
[X] James and the Giant Peach (1996)
[X] The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)
[-] Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit (2005)
[-] Coraline (2009)


CGI GLUT

[X] Antz (1998)
[X] Happy Feet (2006)
[X] Kung Fu Panda (2008)
[X] Madagascar (2005)
[X] Monster House (2006)
[X] Over the Hedge (2006)
[X] The Polar Express (2004)
[X] Shrek (2001)
[X] Shrek 2 (2004)
[-] Shrek The Third (2007)
[X] Monsters vs. Aliens (2009) (I love the "subtle" way that Susan finally embraced the role of a monster when she got abducted and tore the shit out of the ship)


IMPORTS

[-] Arabian Knight (aka The Thief and the Cobbler) (1995)
[O] The Last Unicorn (1982)
[-] Light Years (1988)
[-] The Triplets of Belleville (2003)
[-] Persepolis (2007)
[-] Waltz With Bashir (2008)
[-] Watership Down (1978)
[-] When the Wind Blows (1988)
[X] Yellow Submarine (1968) (I was in early middle school, we had one TV, and my mom played this one night. I'm still looking for ways to unsee this horrible pastel monstrosity of media.)
[-] The Plague Dogs (1982)


STUDIO GHIBLI/MIYAZAKI

[-] Grave of the Fireflies (1988)
[X] Howl's Moving Castle (2004) (I still need to read the book o.o)
[-] Kiki's Delivery Service (1989)
[X] Laputa: Castle in the Sky (1986) (One of my favoritest movies ever, and one of the few I've watched multiple times!)
[-] Lupin III: The Castle of Cagliostro (1979)
[-] My Neighbors The Yamadas (1999)
[X] My Neighbor Totoro (1993)
[X] Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1984)
[-] Only Yesterday (1991)
[-] Pom Poko (Tanuki War) (1994)
[-] Porco Rosso (1992)
[-] Princess Mononoke (1999)
[X] Spirited Away (2002)
[-] Whisper of the Heart (1995)
[-] Ponyo on a Cliff by the Sea (2009)


SATOSHI KON

[-] Millennium Actress (2001)
[-] Paprika (2006)
[-] Perfect Blue (1999)
[-] Tokyo Godfathers (2003)
[-] Memories - "Magnetic Rose" part (1995)


SHINKAI MAKOTO

[-] She and Her Cat (1999)
[-] Voices of a Distant Star (2001)
[-] The Place Promised in Our Early Days (2004)
[-] 5 Centimeters per Second (2007)


OTHER ANIME FILMS

[-] Akira (1989)
[X] Appleseed (2004) (Yes.)
[-] Appleseed: Ex Machina (2007)
[-] Arcadia of My Youth (U.S. Title - Vengeance of the Space Pirate) (1982)
[X] Cowboy Bebop: The Movie (2003)
[-] The Dagger of Kamui (U.S. Title - Revenge of the Ninja Warrior) (1985)
[-] Dirty Pair: Project Eden (1987)
[-] End of Evangelion (1997)
[-] Fist of the North Star (1986)
[-] Galaxy Express 999 (1979)
[-] Ghost in the Shell (1996)
[-] The Girl Who Leapt Through Time (2006)
[-] Lensman (1984)
[-] Macross: Do You Remember Love (U.S. Title - Clash of the Bionoids) (1984)
[O] Metropolis (2001)
[-] Neo-Tokyo (1986)
[-] Ninja Scroll (1993)
[-] Patlabor the Movie (1989)
[-] The Professional: Golgo 13 (1983)
[-] Project A-ko (1986)
[-] Robot Carnival (1987)
[-] Robotech: The Shadow Chronicle (2006)
[-] Silent Möbius (1991)
[-] Space Adventure Cobra (1982)
[-] Steamboy (2004)
[-] Sword of the Stranger (2007)
[-] Unico and the Island of Magic (1983)
[-] Urotsukidoji: The Movie (1987)
[O] Vampire Hunter D (1985)
[-] Vampire Hunter D Bloodlust (2000)
[-] Wings of Honneamise: Royal Space Force (1987)


CARTOONS FOR GROWN-UPS

[-] American Pop (1981)
[X] The Animatrix (2003)
[O] Beavis & Butthead Do America (1996)
[O] Cool World (1992)
[X] Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within (2001)
[X] Final Fantasy: Advent Children (2005)
[-] Fire & Ice (1983)
[-] Fritz the Cat (1972)
[X] Heavy Metal (1981)
[-] Heavy Metal 2000 (2000)
[-] Hey Good Lookin' (1982)
[-] Lady Death (2004)
[-] A Scanner Darkly (2006)
[X] South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut (1999)
[-] Street Fight (Coonskin) (1975)
[-] Waking Life (2001)


OTHER ANIMATED MOVIES

[-] Animal Farm (1954)
[-] Animalympics (1980)
[O] Aqua Teen Hunger Force Colon The Movie (2007) (I keep catching only the ending to this!)
[X] Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker (2000)
[X] The Brave Little Toaster (1988) (I saw this recently. It should be classified under Disney :u)
[-] Bravestarr: The Movie (1988)
[O] Cats Don't Dance (1997)
[-] Care Bears: The Movie (1985)
[O] Charlotte's Web (1973)
[O] Fern Gully (1992)
[-] G.I. Joe: The Movie (1987)
[-] Gobots: Battle of the Rock Lords (1986)
[-] He-Man & She-Ra: The Secret of the Sword (1985)
[-] The Hobbit (1977)
[-] The Iron Giant (1999)
[X] Ice Age (2002)
[-] Justice League: The New Frontier (2008)
[-] Lord of the Rings (1978)
[O] Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland (1992)
[-] My Little Pony: The Movie (1986)
[-] Pink Floyd's The Wall (1982)
[-] The Prince of Egypt (1998)
[O] Powerpuff Girls: The Movie (2002)
[-] Quest For Camelot (1999)
[-] Ringing Bell (1978)
[O] The Road to El Dorado (2000)
[O] Space Jam (1996)
[-] Starchaser: The Legend of Orin (1985)
[X] Superman: Doomsday (2007)
[O] The Swan Princess (1994)
[-] Transformers: The Movie (1986)
[-] Wizards (1977)
[X] Who Framed Roger Rabbit (1988)
[-] Wonder Woman (2009)
[O] Balto (1995)
[-] Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002)
[-] The Seventh Brother (1995)
[-] Willy the Sparrow (1988)
[-] Scamper the Penguin (1988)

Okay, I need a new journal. My last one's over a month old.

http://l33t.razerzone.com/index.php.....c14b3f45986f40
^^Click this and win stuff. Seriously.^^

Ladies and gentlefurs, today is a red letter day. Today is a day that shall never be forgotten.

Today is the day I get the hell outta Job Corps!

That's right, I'm gone from this god forsaken center and all of it's power struggles! I'm going back home to stay, and I'm proud to say that I will NEVER miss this place for as long as I shall live!

(8:38 A.M. MST) June 26, 2010


(Entry made from home)
Today I'll be helping cater a wedding in what I assume to be downtown Nampa. I'll be helping out with a lot of things, and I'll be expected to stay on-hand until after midnight. It's not gonna be an easy day, but I expect it'll be damn well worth the trouble. I mean, I'm having a job REQUEST me in an economy where a job placement facility can fail to contact you for a full year on account of lack of jobs to place you into.

I'm also off to a horrible start today; I forgot my razor when I left the center, and my coats are both locked in my brother's truck still, along with my tracball. Now I'm forced to use a damned laser mouse... Gods, I hate normal slide-n-click mouses! They're not good for mobile computing at all!


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(3:33 A.M. MST) June 27, 2010


(Entry made from home)
No, go back to sleep, parenthesis. I just got back from my job, and I'm tired.


(3:35 A.M. MST)

(Entry made from home)
I said no, damn it. I'm tired, I'm in pain, and I just wanna sleep. I'll make an entry after I got some rest...


(3:37 A.M. MST)

(Entry made from home)
Fuck off, parenthesis!! I'm trying to sleep!


(3:40 A.M. MST)

(Entry made from home)
GOD DAMNIT, FINE! Job went well, I'm expected to work again on the Fourth, Rebecca likes me, and I got paid $75 for a single day's work when two weeks of work normally fetches me $46.

NOW LET ME SLEEP OR I'LL HAVE SKINNED PARENTHESIS.


(3:50 A.M. MST)

(Entry made fro--)


(3:51 A.M. MST)

(;O;)
NOW CLEAN UP YOUR OWN BLOOD.


(3:36 P.M. MST)

(Entry made from grandparents' house)
Okay, now that I'm rested, lemme tell you about last night.

I spent the night doing a ton of things, putting together snacks, bussing tables, washing dishes... I was pretty busy all night, and I only got to sit down maybe three times during a 12-hour shift. My boss, Rebecca, was REALLY nice, and so were her two sons. The people at the wedding were polite, if prone to crowding, and overall, I loved last night. I'll be working again on the fourth, so expect another entry on the fifth!
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(9:35 P.M. MST) June 14, 2010


I just got back from role-call, and I feel obligated to report the newest development in the decline of humanity to you all.

Hip-hop Gumby.

A guy at role-call was wearing a t-shirt featuring Gumby, turned into a stereotypical hip-hop degenerate: he was turned black (not that that's a bad thing in and of itself), dressed in extremely baggy clothes, and wearing more gold chains than you'll probably find in Fort Knox.

I gotta be honest people, right now I feel ashamed to be human. Seriously.

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(7:10 P.M. MST) June 18, 2010


Okay, I don't really wanna say this, but my roommate is an idiot, it's the simple truth. I like him, but he's a fool with his stuff and his choice of friends.
He has an ethernet switch, which functions like a router, except that a router just throws bandwidth to whoever requests it, where a switch divides the total available bandwidth and distributes it equally amongst all clients. He also has a mooch, which is like a friend, except a friend gives shit back when you want it back, wheras a mooch smuggles your shit off center and pisses away with it on WoW or some shit while you're left trying to ignore angry roommates that could have used that connection to get in contact with the friends they left behind!

For fuck's sake... Getting internet shouldn't be this infuriating...

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(11:06 P.M. MST)


I forgot to mention! The kitchen, which used to have four shifts when I first got accepted, and went to three shifts last year, goes back to four shifts starting Monday next week! Details on the shift schedules are as follows:

OLD SCHEDULE:
Early A.M. (5:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [10 3/4 hours]
A.M. (6:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [9 3/4 hours]
P.M. (9:00 A.M. - 7:00 P.M.) [10 hours]
Classroom (8:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [7 3/4 hours]

CURRENT SCHEDULE
A.M. (5:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [10 3/4 hours]
P.M. (9:00 A.M. - 7:00 P.M.) [10 hours]
Classroom (8:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [7 3/4 hours]

NEW SCHEDULE
A.M. (5:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [10 3/4 hours]
P.M. (9:00 A.M. - 7:00 P.M.) [10 hours]
Classroom (8:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [7 3/4 hours]
Storeroom (8:00 A.M. - 3:45 P.M.) [7 3/4 hours]

There are only two people working in the storeroom: me and Shawn, and those are permanent positions. Staff is also very stubborn about changing the schedule around... If this means what I think it means, I get the full alotted schedule for sleep PLUS the full alotted schedule for free time PERMANENTLY UNTIL I LEAVE IN AUGUST!

I am damned well pleased with this situation right about now.

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(6:16 P.M. MST) June 22, 2010


Last night was awesome! No, seriously: Last night was AWESOME! Only two things happened, but they constitute awesomeness by themselves, and constitute it quite thoroughly.

First: room change of awesome. My old B-Bed roommate, who shares my first name (Which isn't Dante, just so anyone out of the loop here knows), happily shifted his homophobic ass out of our room, trading places with the president of the Anime club (the only extracurricular group on center that I have anything to do with at the moment). This is awesome on three levels, one being that our old B-Bed was horrible at cleaning things and never even gave a damn, two being that he wouldn't stop playing fucking RAP on his phone, and three being he was a homophobic fucktard that wouldn't refused to view homosexuality as an acceptable and widely-practiced lifestyle. Our new roommate is a nice enough guy so far; I don't have any issues with him (unless you count the fact that he insists on watching his anime in English-subtitled Japanese, where I VERY much prefer to watch my anime in just plain English. When I watch anime, I want to WATCH anime, not READ anime.)

Second: my mom called me last night and gave me some stunning news.
Lemme start from square one here: my mom's getting married on the 28th of August (thank god I get out of Job Corps permanently on the 25th!), and she's got a catering service delivering her cake. On the day of the wedding however, it seems that all of Rebecca's (the woman catering the event) employees are busy elsewhere. As a result of this, my mom offered me up to Rebecca as a helping hand. Rebecca saw mom's bet and raised, changing the situation into something potentially more permanent.

This saturday, Rebecca expects me to come home and give her a hand catering somewhere called the "Rose Room", which my mom gathers to be something quite high-end. This will be a hands-on interview.
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(5:02 P.M. MST) Wednesday June 2, 2010

(All entries from here on are made at Job Corps unless otherwise noted.)

Last night, my B-bed roommate left his internet group, leaving himself without use for his laptop. He offered to sell it to me for $60, and I immediately pounced on the deal. On the weekends, my C-bed roommate drags out an ethernet switch and gives his computer-driven roommates free internet.

It seems I have found my way back once again.

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(8:30 P.M. MST) Thursday June 3, 2010


I just installed WIndows 7 on my new laptop. This is MUCH better than the installation of Vista that was on here! It runs smoother, takes up less space, and looks pretty nice as well. For those who might be wondering what else is going on in my life here, I'm getting ready to leave Job Corps, which will mark the end of these little diary entries.

... Onna side note, if someone can help me shut off this fucking mousepad on this laptop, I'd be eternally grateful. This thing made me have to retype this entry three goddamn times. >:/

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(5:20 P.M. MST) Friday June 4, 2010


Another week gone, another weekend. I'd post this right now, but my roommate loaned out his switch, so I have to wait for that to come back before I get to post this.

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(7:00 P.M. MST) Wednesday June 9, 2010


Juat got off P.M. shift a few minutes ago, and I'm exhausted. Unfortunately, my dorm's new staff is on a G.I. kick, and wants the whole dorm cleaning their rooms fucking white glove clean for an hour and a half every night. I wanna sleep, gods damnit! However, I'm this close to leaving now, I have to plow through or my family's gonna kill me.

... Even at that, this is still bullshit.

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(6:30 A.M. MST) Friday June 11, 2010


Gods, my room is epic! Morning time is cleanup time, and the three of us still in the room at the moment are all mashing away at buttons on various machines, two of them being laptops, the third a PS3.

Tonight's onna be interesting: the kitchen staff is bringing in new blood, and his first task is to run P.M. shift tonight. I'm considering whether or not to screw with him halfway through the shift by walking out of the room and walking back in a few minutes later with my chef's coat on backward. I'll bring you the results of my idiocy tonight!

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(11:53 A.M. MST) Sunday June 13, 2010


Okay, I never got to do the backward coat thing to the new guy, since I got stuck serving on the line. He would have laughed though; he's an easygoing guy.

Anyway, I wasn't able to get online last weekend or this weekend because my roommate was retarded. He loaned out his ethernet switch to a guy that was supposed to give it back the next day, and wund up keeping it through the weekend, the week, and the next weekend! Needless to say, I'm not exactly happy with the situation. Considering the fact that this has been waiting long enough, I'm gonna see if I can't throw it onto my jumpdrive and upload it today.

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I REALLY pissed off the kitchen today!

(For those who don't know, I'm a student at Job Corps, and I study Culinary Arts here, which means I work inna kitchen. Also, black-coats are sous chefs, basically the middle-management, above white-coats and new entries, but below staff and the head chef.)

Today, I suggested to the acting head chef, Al that I we should pull an April Fools stunt on everyone in the kitchen: give me a black coat. Anyone that knows me offline knows that I am NOT sous chef material, and that I'm in fact quite lazy and not inclined to taking any kind of charge of anything. To make this even more ludicrous of a suggestion, I make a point of making sure everyone in the kitchen hates me in order to get staff to help me get through this program faster. Nobody in the kitchen is my friend, and nobody wants to see me suddenly become their boss.

Just prior to lunch, Al and Jack (the official head chef's brother, and the instructor for the Culinary classroom) held a mock meeting with me behind closed doors, making the fiasco appear legit. A few minutes later, I remove my white coat and slip the pitch-black uniform on, and a few other students watched through the window to the office in sheer horror as I became their new boss.

Word was spread about the students before I even left the office, and they were PISSED!! As I returned to the serving lines to make my plate for lunch, I heard a multitude of people saying a multitude of things, some accusing me of a paper-thin April Fools, other threatening to quit Job Corps, and one other individual who was not disclosed to me that kicked a wall! One student that was away on Personal Leave even called Al and flipped the fuck out over the phone!! Ah widespread chaos and panic, what sweet, sweet music to my ears...

Unfortunately, all good things have to come to an end, and Jack, with a sheepish laugh, told me that I better get the coat off before he had a riot on his hands. Before long, I was informing people that it was just an Apsil Fools gag, and that I wasn't really their new black-coat. Their relief was so disappointing... At least I got a picture of myself wearing the coat on my BlackBerry! :D

I didn't realize today was St. Patrick's Day until noon, and I started work at 5:00 A.M.!! :U

Meme idea stolen from  Kinpuppet

.::FINAL BOSS MEME::.

Alright, you're a final boss! Congratulations!
However, most GOOD final bosses have three things that make them memorable:

1.) Epic location!
2.) Pre-battle monologue!
3.) Unforgettable theme song!

If you're gonna be awesome, you'll need all of these. Please submit them below, and you're on your way to pissing off millions of wannabe heroes the world over!

.::MY ENTRY::.

-Location-
Across the crumbling rooftops of a sprawling war-torn city, starting atop the tallest skyscraper.

-Monologue-
A black-robed figure stands under an apocalyptic sky at the edge of the roof, presiding over the chaos taking place in the streets below, marveling at the events set into motion by his clawed gauntlet-clad hands. The echoes of the battles below are mere whispers of far-off firefights and occasional explosions, barely heard in the thin air atop the skyscraper. He chuckles darkly behind the orange metal of his goat-demon mask before addressing the would-be hero that has so rudely forced his way onto the secluded rooftop, not even bothering to turn and face him. "Such a glorious sight... Don't you think?"

Metal-enrobed fingers tented against eachother, he turns to face the hero confidently, his mask emotionless over his obvious mirth. "Right now, approximately half the city is enlightened, no longer the ignorant social cattle they used to be. They could function in society more intelligently than they used to, simply letting the world around them be a little better for themselves. However..."

He turns back to the edge of the roof, gazing down on the civil war tearing the streets apart. "... With elightenment comes a sense of duty, it seems, to bring others to the same elevated mental state! I didn't expect them to develop the hive mentality they seemed to all connect to. All the same, I didn't expect the Ignorant to be so militant about remaining stupid. It makes no sense..."

The demonic figure turns back to his guest angrily. "Why!? Why should the Ignorant desire ignorance?? Why do they disobey all behavioral science and try to bite the hand that feeds them?? I'll tell you why: It's a drug. Ignorance is a drug, and I am the cure."

The black robes vanish in a blast of flame, glowing embers of the material leaping away from the armored figure into the breeze, revealing his trump card: a full-body suit of armor! The skin-tight metal glints in the light of the bleeding sky, the plates shining with all of their colors: mirrored chrome, blazing orange, and pitch black with glowing yellow eyes. He crosses his arms and levitates off the ground powerfully, his head drooping slightly as he rises.

"Welcome to rehab."

-Theme song-
Final Battle

Ganked from  Kou_Wolffe

... Jeez, I need to put up more jurnals. :u

-=:DANTE'S AGE MEME:=-

[X] You know how to make a pot of coffee.
[ ] You keep track of dates using a calendar.
[ ] You own a credit card.
[X] You know how to change the oil in a car.
[X] You've done your own laundry.
[] You can vote in an election.
[X] You can cook for yourself.
[ ] You think politics are interesting

TOTAL SO FAR: IV

[ ] You show up for school late a lot.
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket.
[ ] You've never gotten a detention.
[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday.
[X] You like to take walks by yourself.
[ ] You know what credibility means, without looking it up.
[X] You drink caffeine at least once a week.

TOTAL SO FAR: VI

[X] You know how to do the dishes.
[X] You can count to 10 in another language. (Spanish [much to my dismay] and Japanese.)
[X] When you say you're going to do something you USUALLY do it.
[X] You can mow the lawn.
[ ] You study even when you don't have to. (Nevahr! Studying actually lowers my results :u)
[X] You have hand washed a car before.

TOTAL SO FAR: XI

[X] You can spell experience, without looking it up.
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name.
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out.
[X] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need.
[ ] You understand political jokes the first time they are said.
[X] You can type pretty quick.

TOTAL SO FAR: XIV

[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment.
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party.
[ ] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay.
[X] You have been to the beach.
[X] You use the internet every day.
[ ] You have been outside of your home country 3 or more times.
[X] You make your bed in the morning. (Much to my dismay. This will end as soon as I leave Job Corps.)

TOTAL SO FAR: XVII

[ ] You have filed a tax return.
[X] You have used a pay phone. (The dorms used to have pay phones, and they used to be my only option.)
[X] You have been served alcohol without being ID'd. (I got ID'd once, but the bartender knows me now. :D)
[ ] You have purchased stamps at the grocery store.
[X] You have purchased a lottery ticket.
[X] You still have and use a VCR. (I don't use it currently, but I will when I get out of Job Corps.)

Total = 21

Close! So VERY close!

Stolen from my best friend .

... I shoulda stolen a meme a long time ago. That last journal entry was entirely too long. D:

.::DANTE'S SHOWER MEME::.

Do you shower in the morning or evening?
I shower in the evening. Being at Job Corps kinda dictates that I shower after work.

Do you use liquid or bar soap?
Liquid all the way! Liquid soap and an orange shower poof!

Do you use shampoo and conditioner or just shampoo?
Normally, I use shampoo AND conditioner, but for budget concerns I've cut back to just shampoo until I graduate and get back off campus permanently.

Do you brush your teeth in the shower?
No, it never occured to me to do that. I might do that while I'm on campus from now on to save time. (Free time is a precious commodity on-center.)

Do you shave in the shower?
I shave with an electric razor. Would you stand naked under running water with a razor-bladed electrical appliance?

Do you sing in the shower?
Every so often. It pisses off my roommates. >:D

Do you use a washcloth?
No, cloths are ebil. Shower poof. Shower poof. shower poof shower poof showerpoofshowerpoofshowerpoof.

Do you have a door or a curtain on your shower?
All I got is a curtain. I suppose I'm lucky even that the curtain's opaque. The last dorm room I was in had a crystal clear curtain.

Have you every taken a call in the shower?
... Yeah, sure. I do it all the time. I also like to climb the highest trees I can find in the middle of devastating thunderstorms before turning on my electrical deathtraps.

Have you ever showered in your swimsuit?
Once, yes. It was summer and the shower got fucked up, so we hung the hose up over a branch outside and showered in our swimsuits. TOTALLY not akward, right?

Have you ever showered with a member of the same sex?
Discounting the showers at the pool, no.

Have you ever showered with a member of the opposite sex?
Yeah, and it was awesome.

Do you share a bathroom with someone?
Much to my disgust, yes. I have never had my own private bathroom, and I DESPERATELY wish that was not so... ;o;

Do you listen to the radio in the shower?
No, but I wish I could!

Do you wear a shower cap?
No! What the hell is the point of those thngs, anyway??

Do you wash behind your ears?
I don't make a point of it, no.

Describe your shower in three words.
Long, boring, unremarkable.

What one thing would you change about your shower?
The whole radio thing.

What would make your shower time better for you?
But I just said--

What celebrity would you like to shower with?
Me.

What celebrity would you NOT like to shower with?
Any of them. :u

What is the one thing you can't do without in your shower?
Heat! Cold showers HURT! Cold ANYTHING hurts! ;O;

What is the oddest thing that has happened to you in the shower?
When my ex suddenly climbed in with me. That was definitely the oddest and most unexpected thing to ever happen to me.

[right]What is the best thing that has happened to you in the shower?
When my ex got in with me. Those were the best showers I've ever had.

When was the last time you showered?
Yesterday morning, before heading to the barber.

When are you going to take a shower next?
Tonight, after I get back to my room and accept the reality that I'm stuck at work for another two week. Again.

It's been a while since I've gotten to post any new entries, so there's more here than in the first journal. I know, it's horrific. x.x;

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(9:21 P.M. MST) Tuesday, April 7, 2009

I got transferred to a new room on Friday just before I left because my rommates at the time (Josiah Crowder, Austin McAdams, and Jacob Silva, just in case you ever have the misfortune of meeting them) were targeting me with pranks of a top-offense level (if any of them are found out with concrete proof, they will be immediately expelled from the program). My new roommates are MUCH better, right from the start! Instead of four other roommmates, I now have three other roommates, two of which are top-5's (two of the top five dorm-score holders in Phoenix dorm), and one of them actually likes me (the other is the big quiet type)! My roommates are Dillon, Aaron, and LC. Dillon's a CompServ student, bisexual, and into all sorts of music, including techno (Matt and Nerry don't gots to worry, I'm still all theirs). Aaron's a Top-5 and another compserv student, and he's bisexual too, but VERY into girls (his interests in guys manifest when he's getting seriously depressed). LC is a BIG black guy, and he looks kinda scary, but beyond the linebacker physique and the height that makes you wanna extend your doorways before inviting him in, he seems like a nice guy, which his being the other Top-5 in the room really lends to.
Just starting out on the first day I actually spent in here, our room jobs were MUCH less exhausting, but the room still got Room of the Month a number of times before my introduction into it, so I think there's a little safety in trusting the occupants to their methods. Our discussions at night are more lighthearted (the discussions I stayed out of in the other room at night usually steered toward my demise, almost always incorperating the use of wild dogs for some reason). With Aaron and Dillon boyth being bi, I can really relate to them, and I feel a lot more relaxed around them. If I'm not mistaken, I really think they both like me.

I don't wanna jeapordize my friendship with these two by screwing them over on points, so I need to get my bed made before room checks. G'night, FA!

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(9:25 P.M. MST) Friday, APril 10, 2009

Gah... I'm dumb as hell. I spent the day earlier being an idiot when I really shouldn't have. My friend Shuffles (the wolf I know on-center) decided to show off his energetic side and wedged himself between the walls of the soft-trades building hallway, shimmying up to the ceiling. After a while, he went outside and split-wedged himself in the area just outside the exit. I tried the wall thing, but my rib was quick to remind me that it was still bruised when I pushed on it. After seeing Shuffles go outside, I got another wild hair up my ass and ran out after he got back in. When I jumped up, I realized my shoes, laceless pull-ons, were too loose for vertical ascension stuff. When I slipped, my ankle decided to remind me of the cruelty of my old Drum Major by twitching. My left foot landed flat on the ground, my right foot landed completely sideways, and half my weight came crashing down on my right ankle. It hurts just sitting still right now, and it's not at all like my rib; I'm not proud of it at all. I just got back into the room from playing dodgeball on my ankle, with Brock watching and my roomie Aaron running circles around me. I made a good play and got someone out by catching their throw, but I sucked overall.

Also, I found out about internet in the dorms: the only two people that have it currently are Aaron and another guy down the hall, and my old roommate Josiah buys it off the guy down the hall, but only one guy can use it at a time. It turns out Josiah mapled my bed, but it can't be proven. I'm gonna snake him and buy out his internet next chance I get.

Snack tonight sucked balls. Peanut butter and jelly with nothing to spread them with and no drink. Tonight's really shaping up to not be worth a damn... I need to go make myself some ramen and peach/ginger tea.. Be back inna bit.

(11:13 P.M. MST)

Apparently Dillon and L.C. are gone for the weekend, leaving the room to just me and Aaron. We're planning on networking up and playing PLENTY of compy games.

It doesn't seem to be happening anytime soon, though: my Liero folder's incomplete thanks to the virus I had, and Aaron's having some personal issues. Also, I'm tired... *Finds his pillow and chews on it while he sleeps*

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(12:36 A.M. MST) Sunday, April 12, 2009

I didn't plan on doing much of an entry for Saturday, but since I'm up this late, and since it IS Easter and all, I figure I should at least say SOMETHING, and I do have an interesting thought.

After my main account (Dante Bloody) got hacked in my absence, I planned on abandoning Gaia for good and reinventing the characters made there somewhere else. I expected to forget them somewhat, and to use the ideas created in their use again in different fashions. I did not expect any of them to hold on to me, to almost BEG for me to come back. I was shocked, but not because it happened, but because of just WHO begged me to come back. It wasn't Sabien, the character I had plans for. It wasn't Dante, the very personification of myself. It wasn't Rorek, the character made of anger, who had every right to manifest as an idea in my head and demand my return. It wasn't Trella, asking me to come back for Sabien's sake. A little bit surprisingly, it wasn't even Vara, who would have been the least likely, which would make her a little bit more likely to ask.

The character that came to me and asked me to return to Gaia was Sabien's big brother, Virk. At the end of a private RP (not naughty, just private because nobody else happened to be around anymore) with Jinnari Kisaragi, Virk had changed from a sinister and desperately evil antagonist to a teary-eyed, emphatically apologetic young man, mourning his every foresightless action toward Jinn's character Cielle. From that point, I expected to lead Virk down a path of pain, treating him like just another character and making for good drama by training him with cruelty through Rorek, turning him into Rorek's puppet. Near where we stopped, Jinn mentioned that Sabien wasn't the type that Cielle normally fell in love with, and that Virk was closer to his type. I can only assume that Virk overheard this, because he approached me and put an idea in my head earlier today, a mental image of himself ascending into Burst Form. As he transformed, his face was given a bunch of spontaneous slashes, some were long slashes spanning lengths that would cover nearly an entire cheek, while others weren't even long enough to reach across a fingernail. After a moment, each slash opened to reveal something that I found heartbreaking: eyes. Abnormally large eyes or extra eyes on a person are supposed to represent love, or the search for love. One thousand eyes, each one looking for love through streaming crimson tears. None of my other characters have ever actually approached me like this and expressed a desire in any way that I know of. In light of this, I still may or may not return to Gaia (considering everyone else that I used to RP with has also abandoned the site as well), but I can say for certain that Virk, Dante, Sabien, Trella, and Vara will not be left behind.

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(8:02 P.M. MST) Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Today was interesting, and definitely difficult. I know it's been a while since I've made an entry, so I'll sum up recent events before I summarize today.

Caveman's graduating this Tuesday (I'm a mite down over that), my new roommates are proving to have larger ups AND downs than my last room, and I've been put on P.M. shift in the kitchen (meaning that I'm working from 8:00 A.M. to 6:30/7:00 P.M. all week).

Anyway, today started off just fine. I woke up late, but not too late, cleaned up the room, and met Caveman outside to go to the kitchen together. We kept the dry storeroom together with Mike and Robert (my P.M. superiors) only interrupting us once to have me cut up bacon for a few minutes. We had our lunch (Wednesday, hamburger/chicken sammich day) happily, then I spent the P.M. hours working outside the dry storeroom making beef yakisoba. At 2:00 P.M., Caveman and I left the kitchen together to go watch the mandatory presentation on recycling, which I stayed nice and late for. Scratch two hours of dealing with Robert's negative bullshit! 8D (Robert's a very detestable soul that disrespects all work done by himself and others, insulting everything and not caring who he turns away from food that otherwise would be recieved as damn-well cooked and delicious. Hate him.)

I love what happened next: just as dinner was about to start, the entire campus was placed under total lockdown. The first things I heard concerning the lockdown were that a patient escaped the mental ward a quarter-mile away (that's not very far away at all, for anyone reading this that's used to kilometers), but I was almost immediately afterward hearing things about a VERY serious bomb threat, and K-9 units swarmed the campus shortly afterward. Stuck in the kitchen under lockdown, I spent 5:00-7:45 P.M. without a moment's rest, and we still didn't get much done. On average, a stream of people coming in for dinner will stretch 50-75 peoples, depending on what's being served, and anyone can come up at any time, as long as they come up before we stop serving at 6:15. Today though, they sent up ALL of one dorm and waited for everyone to finish their dinner before bringing them back. While they ate, the K-9 units swept the dorm to make sure there wasn't any bombs. Each dorm has anywhere from 64-80 residents. The dorms we have on-campus are (in the order I served them in) Allienace (the girls' dorm), Phoenix (the "chill" dorm, also the dorm I'm in), Eagles (Seagulls, the arrogant dorm), and United (Untied, the dyslexic dorm). There were people that skipped out on dinner, but we still served somewhere around 250 people, and at a breakneck pace. We cleaned up quickly afterward and left. I think nobody liked that bullshit. Now I gotta go to role-call (8:56 P.M.). I'm headed straight to bed afterward. G'night, FA... x.x;;

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(9:36 P.M. MST) Wednesday, April 29, 2009

So much to catch up with! 8U

It's been a week since my last entry, and a lot happened JUST in the past THREE DAYS!I went on leave over the weekend and pulled up a lotta stuff from the internet while I was at home, and I forgot to post my latest diary entries on fa (sorry everyone!). Nothing big happened just before leave, but the day I got back was a tad eventful.

Sunday night, we were informed that L.C. would be leaving the room due to being the second Top 5 leader in the room, which isn't allowed. In turn, someone else would be immediately taking his place: Brock Patton, a bit of news that excited me, embarassed me, and scared me to death all at the same time for the next 24 hours.

Monday brought me great news: I was accepted into Culinary Arts! I heard about it at 3:20 P.M., 25 minutes before we left. That evening, I hung out at the Rec. Hall with Caveman, and we traded anime and a few other things we had on-hand (I gave him Gravitation, Laputa: Castle in the Sky, a short anime porn movie, and a few others bits and pieces of stuff, and in return he gave me Lucky Star and Air Gear). The day was a great day, but that night, L.C. moved out, and the bed was left empty for the night, leaving me to dread the next afternoon.

Tuesday was EXTREMELY eventful, and the whole day was one of the VERY few times that I actually felt scared enough to stop doing what I was doing and take a MANDATORY breather. Brock was moving into my room that afternoon, I was getting my new uniform and donning it for the first time, Betty gave me a whole line to not only be completely in charge of, but to prepare everything for without interference, and I was getting to meet Caveman's family! Bigger than all that though, Caveman was graduating at 2:30 P.M., and I was almost in tears over it all. Tuesday had my life going 180MPH through a barbwire maze. It did NOT go smoothly. Believe you me that we're all better off leaving it at that.

Today was out of the ordinary. Not exciting, not boring, not really anything different, even though what we did was ENTIRELY different. Every trade had to leave their usual work and go outside for center-wide cleanup. Spring has sprung, and so have the weeds in the plant-bearing spots around here. Nothing really special happened with doing that, it was kinda like an alternative possibility kinda day, everything's different, and yet everything was the same. After lunch (we had chili dogs!), I got slated to chop up meat, and I wound up slicing the tip of my pinkie open while scooping up the strips I'd cut up. I slapped a band-aid on it, got some gloves, and they finished up while I was busy doing all that, so I wound up waiting out in the dining hall for the day to end, which it eventually did.

I got back to the dorm and spent my free time watching Air Gear, which is really quite good if anybody reading this is interested in suggestions for something to get to watch. Now though, it really is pretty late, and lights out is breathing down my neck. I gotta get this thing put away before I get in trouble for it. G'night, F.A.!

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(8:47 P.M. MST) Thursday, May 28, 2009

If anyone out there knows a guy named Philip Claver that recently got termed from Centennial Job Corps in Nampa, ID for telling his boss to "fuck off", do yourselves a favor and alienate him from your lives. The little bastard tried to get me arrested by accusing me of having child porn and wound up getting my computer confiscated by the police for a month of pointless investigation. Thanks, Phil! I hope you get cancer, you stupid son of a bitch!

I just got my computer back earlier today from Security after finding out that it was delivered yesterday and the guy that was supposed to call me to tell me to retrieve it failed to do so. I'm just making this diary entry tonight to say that I hate the jackass that tried to ruin my life and mark the day my computer was returned to me. I still have a few things to do today, and those are all gonna take me until lights out to finish. I'll catch you all up tomorrow!

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(4:54 P.M. MST) Friday, May 29, 2009

Holy crap... This week felt REALLY short! Last weekend was a three-day weekend (Sat/Sun/Mon), which left this week to be a four-day week, and it didn't even feel THAT long! I almost feel like I jumped from one weekend into the other!

Before I launch into that, I'll catch you up on what I remember from over the past month. I didn't record anything since my computer was in police custody over the issue covered in yesterday's entry, but I'll catch you all up on what I do still have:

After Caveman graduated, he left for the rest of the week, then he returned the following Monday and he and I spent the week saying goodbye to eachother. The time we spent wound up being the first time I got to talk to... Nevermind, I'm not sure Caveman would care much for me mentioning that here.

Brock is nestled rather comfily into the room now, and he fits in QUITE nicely. His presence in the room makes the atmosphere a LOT happier. I also almost got to go to an on-center rave with him (as a friend, I swear!), but he was only gonna go because he thought his ride to go out on weekend pass might not be showing up, and he got proven wrong when he went to go change into his black pants (the rave's theme was for everyone to wear predominantly black outfits). Se la vie...

I got to go out on weekend pass without my computer a couple of times, one of which led me out to go enjoy the Apple Blossom Festival. Well... Okay, not really. Stupid Job Corps gives you Incident Reports if you get a sunburn, and I burned both my arms getting food from the special Festival vendors. I didn't want to make my burns worse by standing in line for hours on end. I only got away with the minor burns that I DID get because I called them premature suntans.

I started to get back into pool a little bit, and even played in a couple tournaments at the Pub on weekend pass. I'm not getting any better though, and I'm still just as horrible on the table as I was when I forsake the game. I'm still on the verge of not playing ever again, but I'm giving it a chance this time. I MIGHT get better, but I doubt it.

That covers all the big stuff over the past month. now on to today!

My allergies decided to resurface today, and they aren't making my life any easier. In fact, they're making my life utter bullshit. I couldn't go out and crush boxes for very long before a string of 20 FUCKING SNEEZES IN A ROW led me inside to save my sinuses from ripping themselves all to shit. I am NOT happy over this. My allergies dragged me away from the mandatory volleyball game that happened outside just before I returned to the dorm at 3:45. Before that, they kept me in the classroom all day. Before that, they had me pinned down around all the food we were serving for lunch, trying not to sneeze in any of it. I'm not happy over this... >.<#

But it's the weekend all over again, and I FINALLY have some damned entertainment for it! I'll be resuming updates to my diary regularly from now on, and playing Steam games in offline mode in the meantime. No outside for me, thank you. There's pollen out there. D:

(10:36 P.M. MST)

... GAH! I hate when snack winds up being something cheap, like freakin' peanut-butter sandwiches! Not PB&J, just PB. I mean... EW! That's NOT what Culinary should be cranking out! Honestly, I feel personally embarassed whenever I see a box of those roll out on a cart with staff expecting people to actually enjoy it. I don't understand how crap like this winds up being sent out to the dorms; we have MUCH better stuff on hand! I wouldn't mind taking a day and preparing biscotti for snack, or even simpler ideas like sugar cookies! Hell, if Sam (one of two staff members in charge of the kitchen) would approve it, I wouldn't mind it at all if I had to go up and make a BIG-ASS batch of ramen! But alas, that ain't happening. Ahwell...

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(6:38 P.M. MST) Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Did I mention that while my computer was away, I joined Music Club here? No? Well, while my computer was away, I joined Music Club here. Now you know. :P

I had my first Music Club meeting exactly three weeks ago tomorrow, and I should have had my first practice session the following week, but the teacher had something that interfered and the session I was signed up for got cancelled. I missed the next two weeks' meetings (and consequently didn't get to sign up for a practice session) due to one miscommunication and one count of losing track of time. Last week, I caught the teacher on the way out of the meeting and snagged a practice session for 5:45 P.M. today and 5:15 P.M. Thursday. I didn't get to practice anything today, but instead was given a couple packets of information to go over. One is just instructions for how to read sheet music, but the other is a lot of information I'm gonna be using quite a bit. It goes over a lot of pointers for anyone wanting to sing, the physics of it, how to learn a song -properly-, and (mostly importantly) vocal health. I'm expected to read the vocal health section at the very least before Thursday's practice, and also to have performed the stretches the teacher went over with me before she arrives.

I've been wanting to take a look into this for quite a while now. In the kitchen, I found out that a lot of cooks have a rhythm, and a lot of those with a rhythm sing in order to keep themselves in time. I've found myself doing the same a bit, actually. My thoughts on it are that if I cultivate that, maybe I can start functioning a little smoother with a knife, perhaps stop losing chunks of my fingers like the one that I lost in some salisbury steak while my computer was out (I already had a whole steak rendered down into strips, but I wasn't careful when I scooped the strips up with the knife to put them in the pan).

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(5:09 P.M. MST) Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Holy fucking christ, this morning was EXTREME bullshit. Technically, I've been on P.M. for the past two weeks plus this week. However, I only spent the second week actually ON the shift, otherwise I was told by my coworker, who goes by the nickname 'Spook', that he'd be replacing me for the first and third weeks of my shift, since he needed to spend the second week doing KP work. This morning, I found out that he's been skipping out on A.M. for the past three days, and that makes ME look bad, since he's covering MY spot. Jack wasn't happy with him at all. I'm still pissed over that.

After that round of bullshit, I found MORE bullshit in the dry storeroom: boxes upon boxes upon yet more boxes, all freshly delivered and awaiting a sorting hand. Not a big deal normally, but today Jack set a deadline for me for 9:30, less than an hour and a half to move four six-box columns, each box containing six cans roughly 4-5 times the size of a normal can of green beans, get them sorted by contents, properly placed in accordance with FIFO, and stocked. I could'a done it all myself, but it would have been hectic and quite strenuous. However, the alternative that was attempted to be forced upon me was ANYTHING but better than that; the bottom half of the scummiest denizens of the kitchen all barged in on my solitude and started moving things around as they deemed fit without my input. I pitched a fit and they all fucking scattered like the disgusting little cockroaches they all are. Only one of them stayed behind, and thank God he was someone I can actually stand. More than that, he gave some spirited conversation. Not nearly as spirited as my conversations with Caveman, but he was good company nonetheless.

As 9:30 rolled around, I found myself pressed into a mandatory CPR class. Not a bad class really, though the procedure feels a bit corny when you're just being tested on it. However, I spent six hours playing with a little blue dummy, and now I'm qualified to kiss people in need of medical attention! XD;;

CPR class got interrupted a few times so that people could go do their ESPs (Evaluation of Student Progress; determines what kinda color card you're gonna get, which determines your privileges on-center and how many passes you get for the month). I walked out with another Red Card on account of my roommate Aaron, who keeps finding reasons to bitch about everything, including me. He got two of my scores knocked down out of Bronze Card range. Bald little shit-for-brains...

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(8:41 P.M. MST) Thursday, June 4, 2009

Today was... I want to cry over today. It was that bad. I salvaged all the luck I could out of it, but today went downhill like Britney Spears Chasing a blunt.

Last night, Pheonix Dorm began an accelerated transformation into the beta form of the new introductory dorm. Because of this, we had to get all of the next delivery of new arrivals (minus the girls) to test the new dorm's effectiveness. To do this, people had to be moved out of the dorm to open up beds. I was one of the people chosen to be moved out in less than 24 hours.

I had two possibilities, and one was MUCH bigger than the other, and much worse. I could either end up in Eagles Dorm (where there's some friendly faces, and some possibilities for internet access), or I could end up in United (a desolate wasteland filled with barren fields of dry, parched hatred and threats of pain). I spent this afternoon sweating as I ran from building to building, desperately fighting to not wind up in a dorm filled with violently homophobic masses. I salvaged luck from that, and by the graces of some higher power, I managed to dodge getting a key for a United room. I didn't get a key to an Eagles room either, but I'm slotted to get one once a new one is made for the room I was put in anyway. Brock was watching my back apparently, because he already had it set up so that I fell into a friendly room. My new roommates are Eugene, Zack, and Will, two of them seem like good people, but I haven't seen a lot of Zack yet as I type this. He seems more interested in Eugene and Will's co-op session of Resident Evil 5. Eugene and Will are awesome techies, AND THEY HAVE WI-FI IN THE ROOM! 8U (However, the downside to that is that it's $5 a month, but that's not much of a downside at all. I'm HAPPY to pay!)

I cried myself to sleep last night over what today was bringing me: the end of my time as Brock's roommate. He helped me pack up my stuff a bit, but I mostly let him play my guitar while I got things out. He's done plenty for me, so letting him relax here was the least I could do. After my last trip into the room, we wound up hugging three times, and I almost bawled on the way into the other building. If Tabby hadn't stopped me and talked to me, I would have had streams running down my face when I walked into my new room.

I'm all moved into my new room now, and I'm... Well, I still wish I was in Brock's room, to be frank. I'm gonna miss being able to talk to him...

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(12:02 P.M. MST) Saturday, June 13, 2009

(All entries from here on will made from home.)

Issues at Job Corps caused me to think better of letting my computer stay with me on-campus. Lockers are winding up open with shit missing all over the place. I'm bringing back a LOT of my stuff this weekend: my computer, my PS2, my camera, my movies, everything that I don't wear basically. I might take it back after summer break (which starts on the 26th), but I'll have to test the waters first. IF I can bring it back, I can pay for internet in my room. If not, I can save up for a laptop. Yay!

The kitchen's doing horrific currently, and I'm expecting that to last until Spook, Penguin, Pup, and Leprechaun get termed. Spook's a little gangbanger fuckhead with a chip on his shoulder; Penguin's a fat fuck that looks like a giant bloated tick that can't keep his fucking mouth shut when discretion should be HEAVILY exercised (in a multitude of matters, a few with myself involved, most just involving others); Pup's an angry little bastard that can't keep his nose in his own business; Leprechaun's an overly tempermental, short, non-shaving, impatient, disgusting little bastard that can't keep his unwashed little deformations he likes to call hands out of food or off of girls' chests. I'm half tempted to tell the DEA where Leprechaun's hiding so that they can put a damned needle in his arm and make him stop breathing. 8|

I'm on Classrrom for the next two weeks, and the dry storeroom is doing TERRIBLE without me in there to keep order. Spook has his run of the place, and all sorts of shit is falling on the floors, winding up ripped open, smashed, missing... And I'm all but CERTAIN that Spook's the one responsible! If anyone has any suggestions, I'd love to hear them. x.x;;;;

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Look what you did, Kegan. You made me make a journal.

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(1:30 A.M. MST) Tuesday, February 3, 2008

I'm leaving for Centennial Job Corps in nine hours. I don't feel excited, I don't feel hopeful, I don't feel like I'm looking forward to it... I just feel a trepidation over leaving everything and everyone I love. In their place will be at least two other guys that I won't know, and we will have no separation from each other in the dorm that I'll be moving into with them. I won't even be going there for the reason that I was meant to, since Computer Services and Culinary Arts are both extremely full. While I'm on-center, I'll be spending two months in a class for learning how to paint houses. If neither Culinary Arts nor Computer Services have opened up to me by the end of the two month staging period, I will be sent home, much to my delight. I will continue to add entries to this profile during my stay at Centennial Job Corps, probably over weekends. For now though, I should get to sleep. Nine hours isn't very far off, and the alcohol in my system is starting to lose it's effects, and I'll be unable to sleep tonight if it stops working. Farewell, FurAffinity.

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(2:28 P.M. MST) Sunday, February 22, 2009

I left Job Corps on a weekend pass two days ago at approximately 7:10 P.M. after spending the day running around the kitchen, getting my stuff ready for my absence, and spending some time with Xander00, one of four other furs I met on campus. The three weeks I spent on campus so far were great, better than I had expected them to be. I miss everything and everyone here, but Job Corps has a lot of good news attached to it. There's bad news too, but there's a lot more good news than bad news, which is something I'm not used to.
As far as bad news goes, I brought four plants that I'm growing (basil, parsley, chives, and marjoram) on campus and set them up on the windowsil of my dorm room, and someone opened the window from the outside (which is supposed to be impossible) and stole my basil; one of my roomates is a war veteran, and I completely disagree with the choices he made as a sniper to the point where I was almost crying and needed to hug somebody; another of my roomates is a skater punk, and he's insultingly homophobic; Starting Monday, I need to spend a week in Computer Services, a trade in which all of the students and staff are disgustingly tightassed; and my CPP brother (best friend out of my group of new students) got labeled as a racist because of an oh-so-slightly off-color joke he told during a bus ride ('What do you call a bunch of black guys buried up to their necks in the ground? Afroturf!'), and all of our group is punishing him beyond reason over it.
Good news: Three of my four roommates are gamers; I have met fours furs on-campus; I wanna go into the kitchen, and (socially) the kitchen has practically accepted me; one of the furs I met is in the kitchen; the campus has a weight-lifting room, and a billiards hall (I will NOT say pool hall, because the admissions counselors insist on confusing pool hall with swimming pool, causing MANY misunderstandings in enrollment desires); and a lot of other stuff I don't feel like going into right now because I'm busy talking with all the people I left behind.

I'm getting ready to leave soon. It was nice to be here, but I need to get back. I'll be taking my computer with me, and I could have internet soon, so keep an eye out for me. See you again soon, FurAffinity!

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(10:28 P.M. MST) Monday, February 23, 2009

(I'm still at Job Corps as I type this entry.) Today was an extremely good day! It started out pretty bleak: My Career Preperation Phase (or CPP) Instructor told me last

Thursday that I would be spending Friday in the Kitchen doing Culinary Arts (my trade of choice), and then all this week in the computer lab doing Computer Services (my previous

trade of choice until I found out that the people inside were completely tightassed). Friday was a little embarassing for me (for reasons I won't go into here), but my time

spent in the kitchen was... Well, heavenly, for lack of a more appropriate term, and it was made all the sweeter by my weekend pass.
Returning to the present though, I got up outta bed this morning with nothing to look forward to but five days of soulless paperwork and office relations, and nobody but my CPP

brother Jerimiah (one of the furs I know on-center, a straight panda [yes, straight.].) to keep me any kind of sentient company. When I arrived though, the teacher I was

supposed to be under told me I wasn't on the sheet of CPPs to be in his class. After an attack of mixed feelings over not having to deal with a bunch of prudes and having to

leave Jerimiah to fend for himself after an incident that allowed malicious parties to falsely brand him as a racist, I was sent to speak with a woman that I never made it to,

and wound up speaking with my CPP Instructor's understudy, Kamian, who brought me around the campus a little before speaking with Sam, the man in charge of the kitchen.
She spoke a little bit with Sam, who kept interrupting her with praises for my eagerness to help out during the two days I had been in prior, about what was available to me for

the day within the kitchen. As a response, Sam tossed me a black cook's hat, a piece of the Culinary uniform. From what I hear, that should only happen under one of two

circumstances: lack of hairnets (there were plenty just outside the office), or an acknowledgement of my efforts to get into the kitchen permanently. Kamian seemed to be fine

with the response and allowed one of Sam's sous-chefs to cart me off to go take care of a job, which wound up being compacting boxes. Not exactly a lofty task, but at least it

was SOMETHING attached to the kitchen. After running around to collect the keys to the compactor and a razor for cutting tape/plastic, I worked for a few minutes in solitude

(something I rather treasure), then found myself joined by Caveman (another of the four furs I know on-campus, a bi-curious fox). Caveman helped me break down boxes and crush

them, then wound up talking me into slacking off a lot of the day. Aside from my slacking, I also spent the day running the deep-fryer, browning off chicken breasts and

drumsticks to give them a crunchy texture before baking them to finish them off for dinner, toting frozen stuff outta deep freeze, and getting the chicken in the oven a little

bit later.
When I was getting ready to head back to my dorm, I asked Sam what I should do with my hat, and he simply stated 'keep it'. If you can't see it in your mind's eye, I'm doing the

world's most extravagant happy dance on the inside right now.

I has a hat~ <3

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(9:31 P.M. MST) Wednesday, February 25, 2009

(Still at Job Corps.) I just got back from role-call, and the new Staff member for Pheonix Dorm (one of four forms on center, and the dorm I'm assigned to live in) needs to be

explained before I can get to the reason for this diary entry.

His name is Mike, and he's a pretty cool guy, though he does have his problems. Before he arrived in our dorm, our role-calls lasted anywhere between 5-10 minutes. Now that he's

taken over our roll-calls, we all have found ourselves sitting in the small lounge listening to him talk for anywhere between 30-45 minutes without fail.

Mike redeemed himself somewhat tonight during role-call. He started off as he usually does: topics over the cleanliness of the dorm, lectures over attendance at mandatory

extracurricular events, and discussions over how the staff is just like the students. However, he ended his time in the spotlight with a showstopper. 'One more thing: I lost the

game.'

Pwnd.

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(7:29 P.M. MST) Monday, March 9, 2009

(At Jorb Cops.) I visited the house over the weekend, but found myself without internet there. No matter though, I still had televisio-- Oh wait, that was shut off, too. So

there I was, just me and my computer (which I brought with me for the weekend). I didn't think to make an entry here, since I wouldn't be able to post it at that time, anyway. I

wound up using the free time I had on my hands to finally drive myself the rest of the way through DooM's 'THE SHORES OF HELL' and all the way through 'INFERNO' in less than a

day (the Spider Mastermind was my bitch. I only died twice because I couldn't figure out where the minigun fire was coming from the first time, and the second time I thought I

was dealing with a DooM64 Arachnotron.). Now I'm having a much harder time pushing my way through 'THY FLESH CONSUMED', which really likes to rape players. Brutally. With

multiple barbed cocks. Mmmmmm, multiple barbed cocks... *Drools all over himself and has a tent*

Anyway, I wound up losing my key at the house, which sucks a lot. Now I need Staff intervention in order to change clothes after Trade is over, and to lock up before I leave the

room in the morning. Like I said, it sucks a lot.

Speaking of Trade, Caveman and I are planning up a story together while we waste our lives away in the dry storage room. The way it starts is with Tails performing an experiment

on a chaos emerald with Cream keeping him company when Amy comes to bug him for something, then Shadow butts in, which makes Amy mad (because she's dumb and senselessly

territorial like that) and leads to Shadow (carrying a chaos emerald of his own, of course) getting knocked within proximity of the experiment, which causes a catastrophic

malfunction and releases a blast of chaos energy. In the ensuing chaos, Tails and Amy switch bodies, as do Shadow and Cream. As you can probably imagine, hilarity ensues. Keep

an eye out for a new sprite comic planned to appear sometime in the (not necessarily near) future: 'Chaos Theory'!

I don't think I said anything before now, but I'm also sick. I have a REALLY bad chest cold that's starting in on it's third week of punishing my body and mind with painful

coughs and a frustratingly disorienting fog of the mind. I've been sick since Monday about two weeks ago, when I got what felt like a minor sore throat that could easily have

been caused by the dodgeball game earlier, at which I was very loud. The next morning, I had an extremely sore throat and a dry cough hat gave me a pounding headache. Wednesday

morning saw my headache give way to a wet cough that got progressively worse until about Sunday. Starting about Wednesday last week, I haven't been coughing up much of what's

still got me congested, but it's been coming up slowly, though it doesn't seem to have an end. Every few days, I've been winding up on my knees before the toilet, losing my most

recent meal. My mom's already alerted to this, and she's waiting for me to tell her to make an appointment to get me to someone that knows about this kinda stuff better than the

in-training clinic girls here. My throat's been less and less sore over the past few days after getting away from the concentration of other people with the same affliction for

the weekend, but I'm still in a fog, and I'm still coughing. More disconcerting than that, I'm still finding myself kneeled over the toilet. If I'm still coughing tomorrow after

trade, I'll be calling my mom and getting an appointment scheduled ASAP. Here's to hoping I wind up on mandatory bed rest.

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(5:10 P.M. MST) Tuesday, March 10, 2009

SAMMICH 8U *Om nom nom nom nom*

There, now that I've gotten some food in my stomach, on to the journal entry!

(At Job Craps.) Jack, one of two men in charge of the kitchen, had me working all around the kitchen today, trying to get me to do something other than sitting on my ass and

doing my current good job of acting as an organic security camera. I spent a lot of time sitting on my ass anyway, since Jack assigned me to KP, a group with next to no use

until lunch rolls around. I spend part of the time prior to lunch getting payed, a grand total of $25.09 for this pay period, making a total of close to $40 in my wallet at the

time. When lunchtime hit, I got to eat with Caveman, then I returned to the KP area to find myself getting carted off to work lunch rush dishing from line 2, getting to scoop

tater tots with my hands. Hot, crumby (literally), greasy, nasty work, but it's work.

After lunch, I abandoned KP (I wasn't getting any work to do there anyway) in favor of sweeping the kitchen up. Sweeping the kitchen led me to sweeping the seperate kitchen area

(which Jack is in charge of), where I got to work with the other gay guy in the kitchen, Brock Patton (one of the four furs I know on center, a white tigress). He's really nice,

and I like him a lot. Teh Feef and Nerry dun gots to worry though, I'm not gonna leave them for someone else. Brock's already spoken for, anyway. ^_^

Anyway, it's almost 5:30 now, and I need to go get more food in my stomach to make it stop hurting. I'll write more later!

(5:45 P.M. MST)

I just got back from the cafeteria, and I'm very disappointed in what I saw and wound up walking out on:

Taco burgers.

I caught my roommate Jake on the way back and said the two normally un-horrific words to him. He promptly turned around and hurried back to the room right on my heels. He and I

are currently sitting in our dorm room right now, waiting for Austin to return to the room as well. When he gets back, we're ordering pizza-- Hey, speak of the devil! Typing

this up at 5:49, Austin just burst through the door next to my bed. I'll type more later; Right now, I gotta get my headphones off and listen to what they might be saying about

pizza/money issues.

(6:34 P.M. MST)

Pizza just got here, and it's SOOO much better than the kitchen's options! Two medium pepperoni, one medium sausage, and one medium pineapple Domino's pizzas. Austin and I are

sharing the sausage slices, and he's being nice about it, actually. I need to go finish them before things change, though. D:

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(9:21 P.M. MST) Wednesday, March 18, 2009

(At Jell-O Camp.) Ohshi-- I haven't written anything here in a while! So much to update the diary on! Most noteably, my C-bed roommie, Adam Sotelo, resigned from Job Corps with

80% of his trade's requirements fulfilled and a grey card, which he left behind on his bed with his ID (I woulda found a scanner and used it to blackball him everywhere, but his

ID was found and confiscated by GCT when they came in during trade to replace our baseboards.). C-bed was ganked by Austin (who was formerly in E-bed, the top-bunk bed, and the

hardest bed to make properly in any room), and our new guy, José got forced into the suckiest bed in the room, the usually coveted top-bunk.

In trade news, Xander's still on the fast train to graduation, and we've almost completely stopped talking about Chaos Theory, though I'm pretty sure it's just been sidelined

until we can both actually WORK on it, rather than sit and discuss it forever. Now we're discussing the first meeting of our characters, Tai (his) and Dante (mine, duh). I'm

using this chance to progress something crucial about Dante, his acquisition of the Ixion blade, which will also be his first time to ever hold a keyblade, and Ixion's first

experience in a new prison. As far as I can tell, Tai will recieve nothing from the experience, but he's already got a LOT to brag about having. Tai will approach the blade,

hearing about the rumored half-heart sword at the top of the Tower Without Stairs while Dante is led by dreams of a trapped subject calling to him.
At the base room of the Tower Without Stairs, a fight over the claim to the blade will start between the two questing parties, kinda like a rumored 'Sword of Heroes' I've heard

of someplace I've definitely never seen any games related to. During their fight, they will discover a way to the sword: straight through the cieling, face-first as propelled by

the other combatant. Through their fighting, they will ascend the ancient skyscraper of a tower, ending up on the top of the tower with their heads in the clouds, literally.
In the center of the open-air top floor of tower is a ornate alter with an oddly-shaped sword jammed top-down into it, with a hilt sticking straight up as a lightning rod,

pommeled with a small half-heart blade. Here and now, the battle will become a much more serious struggle.

I don't doubt that we will be working on this as a serious side-story to his 'Among Light and Dark' series. Keep an eye out for this joint production on his page and on mine.

===

(5:09 P.M. MST) Thursday, March 19, 2009

(At Jesus Christ.) I spent my first day in the kitchen without Caveman today (he left yesterday to spend two days of personal leave and two free weekend days with his family for

a vacation to Salt Lake City). I spent the day doing his job and watching the dry storeroom, organizing it's contents, doing the dirty laundry (soiled aprons and cleaning rags).

The lunch rush was spent crushing boxes outside, and missing the pleasant conversation offered by my friend of the cave. When I got back, I ganked the shower from under Austin

and spent the whole time between getting off trade and into roll call under the luxuriously hot water. While I was drying off after getting all the sweat off, José unlocked the

door from the outside, and I tried to get him to grow some balls and actually OPEN the door. Naturally, he backed off and hid in a corner from the big, scary gay guy in the

bathroom. x3

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(5:53 P.M. MST) Friday, March 20, 2009

(Still at Jack Cabbit.) WEEKEND, YAY! Now I can sleep in tomorrow... ^w^

I noticed something a little while back, but I REALLY noticed it today: now that I'm in a place where I can act like myself rather than acting like I have to around my family, I

act a LOT like I do online. Around the right people, I even squeak when I'm surprised! Mainly around Xander when he's being a butt to me and trying to poke me or beat me with

collapsed cardboard boxes. :P

Unfortunately, acting like I act online in an offline setting encompasses my 'Gem of Many Facets' (what I collectively call the many different and extremely varied variations of

my base personality. They're not seperate personalities, but rather one personality that can't decide what the fuck to be.). I find myself being quiet and shy around Brock (like

Hyuuga Hinata), loud and obnoxious in my dorm room (like Uzumaki Naruto), and thoughtfully talkative around Xander (like Shikamaru if he weren't antisocial), to name a few of my

different 'facets'. I just can't seem to find my personality niche...

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(6:40 P.M. MST) Tuesday, March 24, 2009

(Still at Jimmycracked Corn.) Xander and I have been discussing a side-story to his 'Among Light and Dark' series, I mentioned it once before in this diary on the 18th. Through

further discussion, we've come to the conclusion that this will be semi-canonical as an alternate reality story, and Xander mentioned (without me needing to say anything for

some reason) that it would be a lot less complicated than his main storyline. Our ideas for the story are fleshing out more fully, and more characters are slowly becoming

involved, including (but not limited to) Eggman-Nega and Xander's character Zen-Zen. Just the development of the concept is triggering the development of more and more content

to Dante's story, and will more than likely trigger a MAJOR development as to the personality and mannerisms of Dante as a character. In addition to Dante, the four elemental

blades I made in high school that I've been helpless to use in any storyline settings are gaining further development, and are even gaining more forms. For example: Ixion, my

blade of Lightning, is gaining a second form as the actual sword of Ixion (the spirit within the blade), and then a third form as a keyblade. My blade of water, which has

remained nameless since I've created it, is now named 'Aquos', courtesy of Xander's creative genius, and is itself gaining more forms, including a form as a keyblade.

On an interesting sidenote, Nerry ish teh hawt. ~<3 ;3

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(8:51 P.M. MST) Thursday, March 26, 2009

(Still at--) [STFU, parenthesis! >8U] (Holyshitbrackets ._.;;) Owwies... I bruised a rib two days ago, I dunno why I didn't mention it in my last journal. I-- Crap, role-call's

starting. I really picked a great time to start this journal, eh?

(9:20 P.M. MST)

Anyway, I was working in the kitchen with Xander on Tuesday when one of the kitchen staff, Brian asked us to help him move the bales of cardboard boxes off the loading dock, a

thing we had been hoping for for a long time in order to gain more ground on the loading dock, but dreading horribly since Xander and I had been making the bales personally, and

we'd been packing them TIGHT. These bales we make, stood on one end, come up about to my elbow and, and both the vertical sides span almost shoulder-length compared against me,

and are made of flattened cardboard boxes, which can pack down really damned good when you crush them with a 2 tons of pressure.
We packed one line of four boxes onto Brian's trailer easily enough, and the second line of four went well until the final box in the row, which didn't wanna get in line. Brian

couldn't scoot it in with the dolly (or handtruck as they call it on-center), I couldn't get it in with leg-power, and Xander couldn't budge it with arm power. I backed Xander

outta the way and Brian tried to stop me, but apparently he didn't try hard enough: I backed up, hunched down, and sprang forward with a flying shoulder tackle from hell! The

bale scooted it's ass back into formation, and I chuckled happily...
Then I realized that my rib was hurting like a bitch.
No big deal, though: it's a badge of honor I got for getting the job done my way, using my whole damned body as a tool. Xander and I finished scooting all the bales into

the trailer pretty quickly afterward without much trouble from my rib since it didn't quite bruise up yet. The final bale we put in was a sad moment: we wound up saying goodbye

to the tightest-packed, heaviest, and overall best bale we've made to-date. We had a good time wrestling the bastard of a bale across the loading dock, and we had hella fun with

it since it was the furthest away from the trailer, but we had to sit back and kinda let the reality of it settle in when we realized the Brian was pretty much about to take

away the only physical product of mine and Xander's efforts over the past month and a half. We got over it pretty fast, though.

Yesterday, we made plans to head to Boise Mall and Karcher Mall, but we're having issues getting them to work, so I won't mention any real details until it becomes a bit more

concrete.

It's getting pretty close to 10:00 P.M. now (9:57 P.M. MST). I'm gonna get outta my clothes and blast my brain out with some orchestral works until I pass out. G'night, F.A.!

~<3

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(6:24 P.M. MST) Monday, March 30, 2009

I go'd to the Boise Mall on Saturday! No, my plans with Xander fell through. In fact, I didn't even see him over the weekend for more than 60 seconds during a visit to his room

to see if we were headed to the mall together, to which he answered 'no' and flopped back over to go back to sleep.
Anyway, I used my Rec. Hall vouchers to head to the mall on Saturday, and I had a damned good time. I got to stretch my legs for two hours (30 minutes more than mall

outings are usually allowed), and I got to see some badass stuff! Unfortunately, I didn't get to buy very much at all, but I made my money (and some borrowed money) count. I

started with $15, which dwindled to approximately $7 when I bought dinner for myself: a tray of Edo sushi with lemonade. After I left the food court, my CPP brother Melvin

(A.K.A. Shuffles; recently discovered fifth fur I've met on-center, an orientation-unknown wolf) approached me and asked me to lend him a fiver so he could replace the shades

that got broken a few weeks ago. That wound up being a purchase with tax, so he left me with a single dollar left. I spent the rest of the time wandering around the mall and

spotting awesome things I would have loved to have had more money for. Before we left the mall, I spotted something I DESPERATELY wanted: 'Gravitation: The Novel'.

After I peed myself from shock when I realized that it was a book filled with a recountng of the entire base story of Gravitation as viewable through ways only

straight-up literature can offer, I carefully put the book back on the shelf, calmly walked out of the store, and scrounged all over the mall to find somebody, ANYBODY with

leftover money from the trip! After wasting almost fifteen minutes finding nobody, I found my CPP sister Jensen walking with Shuffles, who promptly led me to a small group of

other people from our group. Sitting amongst them was the last guy that still had money on-hand, and the tallest goddamned thing I've ever seen. I hounded Goliath until he

agreed to give me $8 in return for the change from the purchase of the book, the last dollar in my wallet, and a $10 bill on payday next Tuesday. This is Gravitation we're

talking about. That's TOTALLY worth it!

I'm'a save up some cash to get a few things I saw there next time I go, like perhaps some goggles (I'm'a be a goggle-boy! ~<3), a collar (woof woof, baby ;3), Ramune (soda

sealed with a marble, MANY rare flavors) [pronounced RAHM•yu•nay], and perhaps more Gravitation titles, not to mention more dinner, maybe a few Italian Sodas... Hell, I could

even go so far as to get a new camera!

For now though, I gots to get back to being active. Those Rec. Hall vouchers aren't gonna earn themselves! n_n

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(12:32 A.M. MST) Saturday, April 4, 2009

(Entry from home.) I will NEVER play pool again. After how horribly I did, how horrible I found out I was, and how horribly BETTER than me everyone else is in the 9-ball

tournament I played at earlier, I realize that I don't deserve to pick up a goddamned cue. For starters, in the first game of the night, I had to measure out my shots to figure

out where to shoot, and I wound up holding up the rest of the tournament because I couldn't work fast enough. Shortly after that, while I was still measuring out my shots and

trying to be quick about it, I knocked the cue ball with the MIDDLE of the fucking shaft and dropped it in the pocket, to which one of the audience members actually felt the

need to say something out loud to me that almost got his teeth knocked in, all three of them that he still had. To finish the first game, I made a shot I obviously didn't even

care about, and my opponent seemed to pick up on that because, when the ball stopped, he pounced on it and ran the table out flawlessly, and then sank the nine ball and

scratched the cue ball, making it OBVIOUS that he was throwing the fucking game. To cap it all off, I faced him in a three-rack matchup, and then his girlfriend in a two-rack

matchup that she seemed to realize I didn't give a shit about, because she didn't pull any punches and I only sank one ball during the matchup.
They're trying to convince me that I'm doing good when I can fucking SEE that they're lying to my face. I WANT to be a good pool player, I WANT to enjoy drinking with

them, I WANT to fit in, I WANT to have their sense of humor, I WANT to be a part of my family... But facts came rushing at me tonight after the second match that put me out of

the tournament. They're all straight, I'm gay; they all drink because they enjoy it, I drink because my family's doing it (I don't even LIKE the taste of alcohol.); they're all

socialites, I'm a hermit in public.

They're all human, I'm... I'm just some by-product...

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Stolen from  Drayk.

Your Guy Side

[x] You love hoodies. (Zip-hoodies only.)
[x] You love jeans. (Jnco ftw)
[ ] Dogs are better than cats.
[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt. (Depends on how they get hurt.)
[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.
[ ] Shopping is torture.
[x] Sad movies suck.
[x] You own an X-Box. (-Ish. My roomate owns it, I just play it on occasion.)
[ ] Played with Hotwheels cars as a kid.
[ ] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.
[x] You own a DS, PS2 or Sega. (What do I do if I own all three??)
[x] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers. (Not obsessed, but I liked it a lot.)
[ ] You watch sports on TV.
[ ] Gory movies are cool.
[ ] You go to your dad for advice.
[ ] You own like a trillion baseball caps.
[ ] You like going to football games.
[ ] You used to/do collect baseball cards.
[x] Baggy pants are cool to wear. (Only if they fit at the hips, though. Showing your tighty-whities makes you and everyone around you not just ugly, but stupid.)
[ ] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
[ ] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.
[ ] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
[ ] Sports are fun.
[ ] Talk with food in your mouth.

Total = IX

Your Girl Side

[ ] You wear lip gloss.
[x] You love to shop.
[ ] You wear eyeliner.
[ ] You have some of the same shirts in different colors.
[ ] You wear the color pink.
[x] Go to your mom for advice.
[ ] You consider cheerleading a sport.
[ ] You hate wearing the color black.
[x] You like hanging out at the mall.
[x] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
[x] You like wearing jewelry.
[ ] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.(They would be if I lived alone! Then again, so would suits...)
[ ] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars.
[x] You are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics or dance. (Gymnastics for a few months. I'd go back if I could afford it.)
[x] It takes you around 1 hour to shower, get dressed,/ and put on make-up and accessories. (It takes me an hour just to shower.)
[ ] You smile a lot more than you should.
[ ] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
[x] You care about what you look like. (To a degree. I don't wanna head to town in sweatpants.)
[x] You like wearing dresses when you can. (YUS)
[ ] You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne. (I don't think I like it enough to check the box.)
[x] Used to play with dolls as little kid. (Not physical ones. My sister had a Barbie dress-up computer game, I enjoyed that.)
[ ] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it. (Actually, I like that the other way around. I get a bit of a kick out of being pampered. x3)
[x] Like taking pictures of yourself with your cell phone/camera when you're bored. (I don't have one of my own, but I used to nab my girlfriend's camera phone and go to town with the lens. I made some good shots with that thing!)

total= XI

I knew it! I shoulda been a girl!

What the hell, Valve?? I realize that HL2:LC was a side-title of sorts, but that's no excuse for a horrible ending like that! The rest of the game was MORE than acceptable as a demo of the game, but the end of Lost Coast was just... Wrong.

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. WRONG.

Gordon Freeman does NOT magically disappear in the middle of a one-sided conversation. In fact, Gordon Freeman does not magically disappear AT ALL. He may occasionally vanish out of a teleporter due to a malfunction, or even fall into a dimensional rift and wind up on a world other than Earth, but he does NOT just suddenly get "fuzzy 'round the edges", even if he WAS offered a feast of leaches.

Not that anyone but Kegan reads my journals or cares about me on here enough to comment me with anything even as significant as "FUCK OFF".

Nonetheless, Happy Holidays, FA.

Tagged by . Asshole! >8U
Lucky for me, I ate before I did this.


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1. Here's a simple one, name your favorite Breakfast food?
Anything with sausage in/on it, or just sausage. Sausage links, sausage patties, sausage pizza, sausage omlettes...

2. What's your favorite mid day snack?
A special little treat: Pretzel Crisps. Pretzels that are normal in every respect except that they're rolled out flat. Kegan introduced me to these crunchy little jewels when he gave me the buffalo wing-flavored kind and drizzled them with bleu cheese dressing.

3. Favorite thing for supper?
Sushi, hands-down! If I'm in the home-area, it's at Ogawa's. If I'm in Boise, it's at Happy Fish. Either way, it's the best stuff I've ever eaten!

4. What's your favorite fruit(s) you enjoy to eat?
Granny Smith apples. They make my gums hurt because they force my teeth apart and the skin of the apple gets jammed between them, but it's totally worth it to have a granny smith apple. As a matter of faact, I'm sitting here eating one right now! Beyond that, though: oranges, cherries, and pineapples.

5. Got a favorite veggie(s)?
Tomatoes. I know they aren't the first thing to leap to many minds, but they're extremely versatile. Seriously, next time you make a sammich, treat yourself to a tomato sammich: two slices of bread, mayo, however many slices of tomato you wanna put on it, salt (optional), and a few rings of onion (optional). There's also anoter favorite of mine that takes a bit of production: stuffed tomatoes. Just core and seed a tomato (from the top, leave the bottom intact) and stuff it with cheese, diced peppers and bacon, then cook it so the cheese melts. See why I like tomatoes now?

6. We know you've been waiting for this one, what are your favorite FROZEN treats?
Otter pops (the normal-sized kind and the giant kind that reaches from my elbow to my knuckles), fudgesicles, vanilla ice cream, chocolate ice cream, peanut-butter ice cream, banana split, root beer float, citrus float (Squirt soda over peach ice cream), strawberry ice, anything frozen and orange-flavored... I should stop there, otherwise I'll never finish this meme.

7. Lets hear your favorite HOT treat.
That depends on the implication of the word "hot". If you mean "hot-off-the-grill" hot, then that'd have to be a fresh rueben with the works. If you're asking for the kinda hot that calls for a Sprite and a banana to keep your tongue from bleeding, you'll find yourself at the deli asking for buffalo wing-flavored Pretzel Crisps and bleu cheese dressing.

8. How about generic candies?
Root beer barrels!

9. What's your favorite food to order out for?
Sushi. Ogawa's delivers, and it's great to sit at the computer and talk with my friends, pop Manhacks outta the air, and pop yellowtail roll slices in my mouth.

10. What's the WEIRDEST thing you've ever eaten?
Sushi, again. Not to downplay how awesome it is, but it IS weird. EDIT: Dog biscuits. Far from the nastiest thing I've ever eaten, but definitely the weirdest. They're dry, extremely crunchy, and relatively bland, but the taste that they do have isn't bad at all!

11. What's the NASTIEST thing you've ever eaten?
I'm'a pretend I heard that as "NASTIEST thing you've ever drank" and say alcohol. I don't know what the hell is with people that think it's good, but I'd rather drink paint thinner than ever taste a beer again.

12. O..k...bizzare but Uhh...what's your favorite place to get fast food from?
Kegan has the right idea. Quizno's IS fast food. A meatball sub there with pepperoni is the most AWESOME thing ever, and it reaches you in less than five minutes. If you don't think that counts as fast food, talk to the Lex.

13. What is your favorite Restaurant/Buffet you love going to?
Golden Corral, no contest. Even considering that it's basically three full-sized buffets in one, the selection is still much more than you would expect. If you go there and you don't get your money's worth, you either need a bigger stomach capacity or a bigger brain capacity.

14. Thanks for answering, now for fun wanna tag some buddies?
Naturally!







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To whoever actually gives this journal a chance...

I'll be frank with ya: this journal IS an ad, but it's also a request for help. At least read this to the end before you delete it.

.:ADVERTISEMENT PORTION:.
PrizeRebel is a website that pays you to view spam ads. They track your cash earned on the site and help you spend it on anything that accepts payment through PayPal! They even have their own stock of predominantly gaming-related goodies you can purchase!

For information on how to whore out your inbox, please visit the links at the bottom of my journal! n_n <33
.:END EYESORE:.

Now that that's outta the way, back to the reason for this journal:

I'm attempting to build up funds on PrizeRebel so I can purchase the outdated RAM my computer needs and upgrade from Windows 98 to Windows XP so I can have internet on my computer (I typed this journal, and ALL my previous journals on a Wii I'm borrowing off and on from a friend). The idea is working, but not working very well.
After close to a week of spelunking through bogus gift card offers and empty promises of free electric wheelchairs, the limitations of the Wii Browser have only allowed me to rack up $8.05, when most people that join the site have over $20 after just two days.

I found out that a lot of people make their biggest profits from referrals.
To make a long story short: If you click my link and sign up through it, I will recieve fringe benefits for 20% of your earnings. (If you earn ten points on your account, my account will be credited two extra points.)

Before you join or delete this, I have pointers and tips for how to use PrizeRebel better:
-The advertisement sites are designed to send you spam, and they are GOOD at their jobs. However, that trap is easily disarmed: Use a dedicated dummy email account! Go to GMail and create a disposable account, then feed the decoy address into anything that asks for it. Be sure to keep the password for it though, as you will have to click a link in an email every so often.
-For faster points, you can do the cellphone offers. They usually cost money though.
-Advertisers will send you LOTS if spam email, but will only send you junk mail occasionally. Every so often they'll call you as well, which shouldn't be noticeable amongst other telemarketer-types. Just slam the phone down and nevermind them.

More and better info can be found in the second link I provided, as well as helpful videos and handy software.

If you join through my link, I'll help you as much as I can with what I can anytime you ask!

If you've made it to this sentence, you've reached the end. Thank you for taking the time to at least hear me out.

.::PRIZEREBEL LINK::.
http://www.prizerebel.com/index.php?r=685566 (Click this link to help me not suck so bad!)

.::PRIZEREBEL INFO LINK::.
http://www.prizerebel101.webs.com/

.::GMAIL::.
http://mail.google.com/

Stolen from  Thorn, added rules 7 and 8 and expanded upon the rest to make it more foolproof.

-=:RULES:=-
1.) Open your music library
2.) Put it on shuffle
3.) Press play
4.) Answer each question with the title and artist of what's playing
5.) When you move on to the next question, skip to the next song. No skipping tracks; if the music player chooses it, you list it.
6.) Don't lie and try to make yourself look cool. If the song sucks, get better music.
7.) If your music player plays a song you tell it to when you first hit play, skip it and go to the first RANDOM song. Cheater. >.>
8. Post those rules with your meme journal.


-=:WHAT YOU'RE HERE FOR:=-

-Opening Credits-
Jimmy Eat World - Sugar On the Asphalt

-Waking Up-
Skillet - The Older I Get

-First Day At School-
Soul Asylum - Runaway Train

-Falling In Love-
Skidrow - I'll Remember You

-Fight Song-
Matchbox 20 - Real World

-Breaking Up-
Feul - Had A Bad Day Again

-Prom-
Good Charlotte - The Young and the Hopeless

-Life's Okay-
Rush - Tom Sawyer

-Mental Breakdown-
Spin Doctors - Two Princes

-Driving-
Korn - Freak On A Leash

-Flasback-
The Toadies - Possum Kingdom

-Getting Back Together-

REO Speedwagon - Can't Fight This Feeling

-Wedding-
Renard_V - Revenge of the Plushophile. (Ouch. Thanks, Renard. D:)

-Birth of Child-
Weezer - Perfect Situation

-Final Battle-
Coheed and Cambria - The Suffering (This is gonna be a weird final battle, apparently. D:)

-Death Scene-
New Found Glory - All Downhill From Here

-Funeral Song-
Seether - The Remedy

-End Credits-
Smashmouth - All Star
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Ouch. I had high hopes for this. D:

Steal'd from  LilShock


-=:8 FACTS ABOUT DANTE EDWARD:=-

1.) Dante is half fox, half eevee. He can evolve into the standard 7 forms using special evolution stones, but they all bear rather striking similarities to fox forms.

2.) Dante's mother, Carla Edward is a mad scientist. A good mad scientist, not the kind that tries to take over the world. She specializes in transformational technologies and personally creates her son's special evolution stones and devolvant, as well as supplying transformational services to the public for honest profit.

3.) Dante has quasi-tech body mods his mother designed for him. The first mod he requested his mom to install in his body, is not visible to the naked eye, and allows him to change his body and species at will, near-instantaneously. The second mod in his body was his mom's idea, and (though not in my current picture) is plainly visible as thin silvery bands of metal around his shoulder joints, elbows, wrists, waist, hips, knees, ankles, and neck which allow him to seperate his limbs at the bands without bleeding, exposing muscle, or losing function or feeling in the seperated limb. He has used these mods for numerous things that would otherwise be extremely difficult, or even impossible.

4.) Using his first quasi-mod, Dante often transforms into a red-shelled koopa, a chao, and a nonmorph chocobo. More often than these, he will become a patamon, complete with digimon abilities. For reasons attributed to his already unstable (malleable, some would say) nature as a half-pokemorph, his digimon and pokemon abilities are fully present in his foxvee and patamon forms, and he's even able to combine them with interesting results!

5.) Dante is hyper beam-enabled due to his malleable nature. Also due to his malleable nature, he's able to focus the energy for the attack in places other than his mouth. Most notably, he has learned to focus his hyper beam blast into and out of his index finger. In the same way, he has also learned to manifest and launch boom bubbles from his index finger with a lobbing motion. His abilities change with his evolutions, and his digimon abilities chameleon to his elemential specialty. (Example: As a flarefox, Dante's boom bubble becomes scorching hot, while as a vaporefox it carries a thick humidity and therefore increased weight, translating into a much more forceful explosion.)

6.) Dante's father, Cid Deep was a full-blooded Jolteon, and an underground cage-fighting legend. He also made occasional sperm bank donations. He died in a fight without ever meeting Carla or fathering a pre-humous child. Carla paid for in-vitro fertilization and chose Cid from an autobiography. Dante soon became her life's high point.

7.) Dante has a special lightning-elemental sword named Ixion. The sword is semi-sentient, and intelligent, though it cannot communicate verbally or telepathically. Instead, it can control it's elemental powers, and can guide itself telekinetically to a small extent, as well as teleporting from it's wherever it's current location may be directly to Dante's overhand grip. Ixion only accepts Dante as a joltefox.
(I have not developed Ixion thoroughly. He has no origin, creator, purpose, or reason for accepting Dante yet. I plan to upload a picture of Ixion soon.)

8.) Dante and Carla are openly incestuous, and on occasion even consider eachother to be mates, though they both understand that they remain so only temporarily, and actually prefer it as such. Not only are they openly incestuous, but they are also open about sex and enjoy having a third fur in their games.
(Carla is a character of mine, and isn't even wholly developed)

I steal'd this from  Kusho

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I fear...

[x] the dark
[ ] staying single forever
[x] being a parent
[ ] giving birth
[x] being myself in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[x] closed spaces (Tight spaces actually, like being trapped in a coffin, or a smaller space. I'm fine with an enclosed room, so long as I can move comfortably.)
[ ] heights
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[ ] spiders
[ ] flowers or other plants

Total so far: IV

[ ] being touched
[ ] fire (I PLAY with fire!)
[ ] deep water (I'm okay with still deep water, but I'll have nothing to do with fast-moving deep water. That's a watery grave waiting to happen.)
[x] snakes
[ ] silk
[ ] the ocean
[ ] failure
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriend's dad
[ ] my boyfriend's mom
[ ] rats
[ ] jumping from high places
[ ] snow

Total so far: V

[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[ ] crossing hanging bridges
[x] death
[ ] heaven (Pff... <.<)
[x] being robbed (Correction: being SUCCESSFULLY robbed)
[ ] falling
[ ] clowns
[ ] porcelain dolls
[ ] large crowds
[ ] men
[x] women
[x] having great responsibility
[ ] doctors, including dentists
[ ] tornadoes

Total so far: IX

[ ] hurricanes
[x] incurable diseases
[x] sharks
[ ] Friday the 13th
[ ] ghosts
[ ] poverty
[ ] Halloween (I'm actually contemplating my costume as I type this)
[ ] school
[ ] trains (I LOVE trains!)
[ ] odd numbers
[ ] even numbers
[ ] being alone
[x] becoming blind
[x] becoming deaf
[x] growing up

Total so far: XIV

[x] creepy noises in the night
[ ] bee stings
[ ] not accomplishing dreams/goals
[ ] needles
[x] blood
[ ] dinosaurs (I'd probably shit and fall back in it if I saw a living one, but the concept doesn't scare me)
[ ] the welcome mat
[ ] high speed (The faster, the awesomer.)
[ ] throwing up
[ ] falling in love
[ ] super secret (Huhwha? I don't get this one.)
[X] the past
[x] being hated
[ ] being fat
[ ] being skinny

COMPLETE TOTAL: XVIII
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I typed this all on a Wii! :D

Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word.

No more.

Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.

I dunno what I'm doing with this. I hope I'm doing it right...

Rules:
1. Post these rules
2. Each Tagged person must write 8 facts about themselves
3. The tagged person must post their facts in the journal they were tagged in.
4. You have to inform 8 people that they have been tagged on their userpage

1. I love to cook. Gimme a kitchen and I'll give you a plate of something tasty and filling.
2. My fur isn't unkempt. I wear it long, and it's kinda hard to maintain long fur...
3. I have a lot of best friends. (We ALL had multiple best friends in grade school, but I never grew out of it.)
4. As a half-eevee, I am able to perform one Pokemon ability: Sunny Day. I know, eevees can't learn Sunny Day under normal circumstances, but I know it and I have my reasons for how and why.
5. I HATE cold weather. I'd rather be burned alive than have to freeze to death.
6. I'm VERY opposed to piercings. In a fight, they're the first thing you lose and they don't come out the way they went in! If you've ever seen "Airheads" or "Payback", you know what I mean. D:
7. Sometimes I can say some of the dumbest things ever in the middle of a conversation. For this reason, I stay quiet a LOT. This tends to make people not like me.
8. I don't necessarily want to sleep with a guy in the applied sense of the term. More than that, I wanna sleep with a guy in the literal meaning: Sleep with. I wanna crawl into bed with him, put my arms around him, lay my head on his chest, and fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. That's all I really want.

I am in the process of tagging people. Peoples I have tagged so far...
 Bae_Bunny