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 I didn't get the internship at Spannocchia. Their loss, time for Plan B.

But first, I have to actually make a Plan B. Don't you love short-sightedness? Yeah, neither do I.

Dec. 7th, 2008

 I feel like I have so many words and thoughts and stories to write that I'm not going to write any of them! HA. Eat it. 

Remember that episode of the Simpsons where they said that Mr. Burns had so many diseases that they all crowded the doorway and none of them could get through and actually kill him? That's like me and my thoughts.

The difference? My thoughts are killing me.
 I have yet to shower today, and my nose is very stuffy. This makes me grumpy.

I didn't realize until it was too late, but I was mad flirting with this guy at work today, I should avoid that at all cost.

After work I got an HIV test. Neg, bitches. Everyone who fucks should get a fucking HIV test. It's so easy! This one, I just had to run an applicator around my gums and voila! Pas de hiv!

It's so effing cold in my room. EFF.
 As a preface to this post (which is in no way related to the rest of the post...) on the way home from work today, I heard an ad for a bar in Auburn called The Last Stop that openly advertises to BYOB. At first I was all "BYOB? Bring your own babes? Bills? Boys?" But no. They actually mean booze. Beer, wine, vodka, tequilla... all listed in the ad. Strange.

Okay, now for the heavy shit. 

My thoughts on gay marriage.Collapse )

Also? It's going to take some time to get used to the rich text option on eljay... oye.
So... new journal! Whee... Don't expect me to post any more than usual... cause that won't happen.

But for an update!

I'm applying to The Spannocchia Foundation to hopefully get a 6 month stint on a farm in Tuscany to start off my European adventure!

I hooked up with a random last night... was quite fun and he wants to meet up again. No real relationship potential, but he's a good lay so I'll keep it going. 

Working at O'Naturals again... the boss that I hate more than life was FIRED for going through the stuff of one of the other manager's and they trumped him. 

I don't know how I feel about the whole "they trumped him" thing... I suppose it does work on both levels. 

I need to plan an overnight to Boston, and one to UMaine. 

I'll likely be in Maine until March, if I get the internship at Spannocchia.
A Man in a Room Filled with Every Mattress He Ever Slept On.

Lights up.

And... action.