I'll restrict my depressing posts to LJ. Today is my anniversary. I am going to call Gene in an hour. I miss him. Half way there...

Here is a picture of Spitfire, our second cat. 

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I got a job yesterday. Went in for a second interview and got hired. Worked the rest of yesterday and all today. I am going to love this job and learn a lot. I am a Research Associate at a Fire Investigation Firm. Yay.

Here are some photos of Finder.


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We went back to the cat's previous name, Finder. He is crazy. He is sleeping on Gene's lap. I love them.

Gene and I moved in together. I am happy. Our apartment is cute. We have a kitten. Filliam H. Muffman.

Ok, so on Friday while all of us were at Fenton's Chloe mentioned that the East Bay Rats fight night was on Saturday (in between entertaining stories about bodily fluids). Since this is something my sister can actually attend we decided to go ( Read more... )

If you want to holler at me while I'm running, fine, knock yourself out. But what the fuck makes you think you can grab me? Seriously, what's the goal of sticking your arm out while I run by and knocking me to the ground? It is 1pm, broad daylight, in Berkeley, with tons of people around, so not like you could rape me. Then what? Humiliate me ( Read more... )

Seattle was awesome. I am so glad I went. Seriously, that city is amazing. I can see myself living there (if I get into the med school ( Read more... )

This weekend was pretty sweet. It is so nice to be done with midterms and not have to worry about thinking for awhile ( Read more... )

THEATER KID ( Read more... )