There's no better feeling than waking up next to your amazing girlfriend. And I get to do it again tomorrow. :3 Best. Weekend. Ever.

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Kentucky is close to legalizing same sex marriages. My first day of no cigarettes went well. And next weekend I'm apparently being whisked off my feet to a college dorm a few towns over for a few days. Oh my.

Officially quit smoking. No more cigarettes. No more pot.

I made the mistake of sneaking out for a smoke while my friends and girlfriend were in the arcade. Wrong move. She refused to say anything to me throughout the movie (we saw The Heat; funny as shit) and when it let out, I dragged her over to the garbage can where I took my almost full pack of smokes, crushed each individual one, and threw them away.

Now, for those of you who don't know, if I make a promise to someone, I never go back on it. Ever. And today I promised her I would never smoke again. I will never buy another pack, I will never have someone buy them, I will never bum a cigarette, and I'm not smoking pot anymore. I'm actually kinda glad that she got upset, it shows that she cares and trusts me. I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend.

Is when things start changing. I'm taking control of my life. I'm getting a part time job. I'm getting my high school transcripts and test results tomorrow and I'm going back to school. I'm about to take a marijuana class and get the charge dismissed. I'm getting a car. I'm going to make people proud of me. I'm going to make me proud of myself.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life, and it's time to start living.

June 15th: my ex and I start talking again
June 21: my ex and I hang out for the first time in over a year
June 25: my ex and I get back together
July 11: I quit my job
July 13: I leave for Reno
July 19: I set foot in San Francisco
July 21: I come home and here we are.

As a lot of you know, my ex and I started talking again. Great, right?

I mean a lot. We've been texting for hours on end every day for almost a week. At this point, I don't know if she knows I still have feelings for her, but I think she's still into me. She's told me she's noticed a lot of changes for the better in my personality; I used to be very timid and shy, put myself down a lot and apologized for everything. I hardly do it anymore. And later on she said that confidence turns her on, so. She wants to hang out on Friday and honestly, I couldn't be more excited.

But does anyone feel like doing some request art for a heartbroken moocow's birthday? Something with her crying would be great.

I was only charged with possession of marijuana. Paid a court cost, signed up for a class, and was on my way. And the judge was hella bangin'.

As most of you know, work is a bitch. I got called in yesterday because it was only then that my manager realized she didn't have any closers, let alone someone to close hot foods. And I did it because I knew my team leader would have had to work on her weekend off, which she more than deserved.

Tonight we had another call in, and extra stuff that my team leader asked us to do because we have an audit tomorrow morning. I ended up leaving an hour and a half late to get it done so she wouldn't have to do it.

Second thing. I bitched at two store managers because one was literally screaming at my team leader because we didn't do something she told us to do. So I blew up. I told the manager to lay off because it was my fault the chickens weren't done. It's no one else's fault but mine. The way she talked to my leader was unfair and uncalled for and it's only a matter of time before I seriously lose my fucking mind.

Tl:;Dr. My store manager is a stupid cunt and blames the wrong people. And I'm sick and tired of it. And of getting no appreciation for the things I do.

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Today is the last day for Abbey Road on the River, the biggest Beatles festival in the country. I've been every year for the past four years. Except for this one.

I got my boss to let me have today off so I could go. Going great. On my way there. I get a call from her asking me to come in because she didn't schedule anyone who knew how to close hot foods. And one of the two closers called in. So the new girl would have been there all by herself.

I didn't have to come in. I could have gone and had fun. But because of my immense guilt, I'm stuck helping her close. Don't get me wrong, the girl's awesome. Love her to death. But she's only been here three weeks and I'm not about to jeopardize losing a great coworker because of Meijer's stupid bullshit scheduling system.

...and only 6 left until my court date. You thought this was gonna be all happy and excited, didn't you? Nope, I got busted. The secret's out to my dad so it might as fucking well be out to the world.

Because Imma blow this joint. The organized fandom is stupid and I want no part of it anymore

Anyone who's worked in a union.

Do blistering burns on your arms constitute as a reason to fill out an incident report? I have a feeling that these will turn very bad if I don't at least get a salve on them or something.

Meijer is getting good. They hired three new people for the deli. One's a big African-French dude with a thick accent, boss as fuck. The other two, well, the other two are female. I saw the newest one for the first time yesterday and oh my god. My jaw was definitely hanging for a while. Brown chicken, brown cow.

I'm getting a new suit and naming it after my doggie. Got a badge drawn and everything.

So my bestest friend ever and myself had the best highdea. We're gonna save up money for the next few weeks/months, and before he goes to boot camp, we're gonna go to Disney World! Tomorrow is when the real work begins: planning and finances.

I recently read (and have been obsessing over) a Creepypasta called "Abandoned By Disney". It's an excellent read, very well written and chock full of nightmare fuel. I want to turn it into a comic, though. So I'm looking for artists who are good with digital art and backgrounds, somewhat cheap, and preferably local.

Here is the link to the pasta
http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/A.....oned_by_Disney

She's fucking awesome. Dennis and I were bitching about one of the morning people and what a tremendous asshat they are, and this girl goes, "Well she can kiss my Filipino butt.". I have never laughed so hard. Quick learner, funny as shit, and a closer too. Finally.

Around 1 yesterday I went to work so I could get paid. Awesome. Most of the afternoon was a blur, though I distinctly remember going to eat, going back to my friend's house for a bit, going back out to get a White Castle crave case, and smoking the night away around a shitty bonfire. Still a lot of fun. Instead of going home that night, my friends invite us to stay the night, which we did. Konked out shortly after. Woke up bright and early the next morning for god knows what, but until my friend had to be at work we stopped for lunch and then took a nap. Friend quit his job that day. Awesome. More smoking, hookah bar twice, and I got an awesome new clay pipe in the shape of a dancing bear. Haven't christened it yet though. Went to go see my friend perform and picked up one of his CDs. Got home late. Mom told me she's gonna help me with getting a car and with paying for my Chantix, which I'll probably start very soon. I miss the old gang... we need to hang out more.

I haven't seen these amazing folks for a while. The old gang from high school. Nothing better sitting around a bonfire, listening to Sublime and bonding with doobies and bongs.