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Haven't posted in ages. Things are ok. Quit the bank job, started counseling job. Start calling clients tomorrow. Getting over bronchitis and Hurricane Ida coming to soak me. Mom is sick with a cold and Mel is fat but other than that I'm ok.

Started my Master's today at Troy. Fun! It went really well and Dr. Morocco (yeah, that's his real name) was really funny. He's from New York and somehow wound up in the deep south. He seems happy enough. Went over the assignments that will be expected of us and everything was laid out for us. Seems simple but we'll see how the research goes.

Came home in driving rain and storms, not great conditions for AL/GA highways at night.

Start my job for the investment brokers next Friday, will give me a chance to jumpstart my classwork and buy some more business clothes.

Mel is taking up most of my bed. I'm pleased though. Walked again this morning with Brad. Feel good about self even though I ate Krystals. May not walk in the morning as it may be raining but will walk if it isn't.

Night Night.

Took my drug test for my job. Will meet with Mr. Smith tomorrow.

I start my master's tomorrow. What do I bring? What do I wear?

Got up early and met Brad at the corner. We walked around the lake. Will so every day to get in shape.

I need a new Ricky and Steve podcast.

There are ants in my window at my parent's house. I can see where they were coming in. I used Rope Caulk to seal the slit in the window pane. This sticky stuff worked pretty well UNTIL THEY ATE THEIR WAY THROUGH IT. So I have Industrial Strength Army Ants.

I just squished another glob of the caulky stuff right on top of them. The dislocated ants that wandered up later were relocated to government housing and given a nice pension.

It's late.

Mel is being extra sweet. Must be an earthquake coming.

My two interviews with the guys at the bank went well. I expect to hear back from them soon.

Ah to reenter working world of 9-5 hell. Yay. At least I'll have some cash and be able to pay for school. My apt. my have to be put on hold though. We'll see how much I can save.

Mel is doing well. He's really gotten used to the place.

Does anyone have any old SuperNES games they wanna give me? Don't ask, I was just feeling nostalgic.

Job interview went well. Have 2nd interview later in the week. Will update.

Found out tonight that Ashleigh (Brad's Daughter) may have contracted N1H1 (swine flu). Both girls with whom she shared a dorm have come been diagnosed with same. Now Ash is sick and I'm staying away from her and Brad for a few days. Abigail will go stay with her mom for a few days as well.

Poor thing. I know she'll be ok but I still worry.

Glad about the interview today though.

Mel is adjusting well and is exploring the rest of the house once the other kitties are in the kitchen for the night. Sometimes he looks at me with pretty wild eyes though.

There was some progress today as far as Mel getting used to his new surroundings. He explored the extra room today and jumped on the loveseat, looked out the window. Things that he wouldn't dare do yesterday. He finally used his box for his ones and twos which he hadn't done in about 24 hours. He's exploring things with confidence now and he lets my dad love on his belly. All good signs.

I went to Brad's today and Mom checked on/played with Mel while I was gone. She said he did just fine, mostly napping on the bed.

I'm glad things are getting better becuase Brad doesn't seem too keen on letting Mel stay with him until I get an apt.

"Give him time" he said. This disappointed me because I never really ask Brad for anything. And he can't do this?

When I came home from Brad's, Brad called me to check on Mel. I said he was doing much better. Brad said " I was kind of hoping that he wouldn't." Meaning so Mel would have to come back to his house. What a.....what is the term I'm looking for?... not a jerk...but....a...emotion twister. That kind of thing.

In other news, the "boys" are coming over tomorrow to help Dad throw away about 100 pounds of useless shit in the basement. Fun.

I don't think that trying to get Mel (my cat) to get used to five other cats at my mom's house is going to work. I should have just let him stay with Brad until I got an apartment. That is still what I might do.

Brad and I were both in tears today. This is not easy. I think the Mel factor made it worse.

Mel is frantically looking around the room and then hiding under the bed. But he seems to be getting better. I just don't know if he will get comfortable. Plus, if I get this job that I'm interviewing for on Monday, then I'll be gone from 8-5pm, leaving Mel all alone all day. There is no way I want to do that.

We'll see, I'm supposed to stay with Brad on Saturday night and I may just bring Mel back to his house then until I get my own apt. in the coming weeks.

some stupid stuff I found on the web.

Enjoy!

Still leading up to moving. Yay. Still waiting to hear about job.

EXCELLENT news though. Abigail will be GONE for most of this week. Til Friday, at some volleyball camp. I'd like to see how her unchallenged OCD goes with this one.

Brad got a callback from someone in Birmingham, Alabama. Which is not Florida, but it's money just the same. Hope he gets it.

GOing to go clean up now.

I'm doing up my rooms here at my parents house to finally move from Brad's. Yes, I've said this before, but this time I feel different than before. I feel a bit calmer, not too upset most of the time. Only dealing with the burden of getting these two bedrooms in order which are filled with Mom and Dad's shite. I also have to make room for Mel, who will be moving with me.

Later this year once I have money saved up I will be getting my own apartment. I will be free to do what I want with the space that I live in. It will be wonderful and terrible.

I'm starting my Master's degree on Aug 10th. Sent out for financial aid yesterday.

Further updates later.

I hope MJ kept his rat-bastard of a father out of his will. He used to beat up little Marlon when they were kids. And now he's out using Michael's death to promote some production company. Joe is scum with an 8th grade education level. I hope MJ put that in his will too.

I feel very odd about Michael Jackson's death. It's one of those things like when Diana died and the news punches you right in the stomach. I feel so sorry for him. I'm just sick to my stomach.

I think that he suffered from child abuse which sparked his own sort of neurosis that led to his odd way of thinking and behavior. He never got the professional help that he needed. At least he is getting peace now. I actually AGREE with Rev. Al Sharpton who said "Let's hope that Michael gets the respect that he deserves in death that he never received in his life."

Here's my favorite Michael Jackson song, my little tribute. Look out for a very young Sean Lennon.

The people for a Free Iran are being slaughtered in the streets of Tehran. Ahmadinejad (spelling?) needs to be...well, offed if you know what I mean. But, if you look at this video, which is very violent by the way (if you are sensitive do not watch it), I noticed that despite there being snipers on the roof picking off protesters of the "Election", these people don't run away. They stand there. Why? To get proof. Dozens of people are holding up cell phones, cameras, and whatever they have to film what's going on. I'm very proud of them.

Things are miserable all over. Can't find work. Nobody is fucking hiring or I'm overqualified which is a bullshit excuse not to hire someone with a degree.

Brad and I have had yet another fight. He doesn't care what he says to me and just shits all over me. But that's ok, Katie will get over it. Katie will deal with it. She has to.

I think it is all dwindling down to nothing.

I'm terrified to do anything.

I think I have some kind of bad virus like, mono. Which means that Brad probably has it to.

I've had a sore throat for about two weeks, but that has gotten better, but now my ab hurts. So I'm going to BACK to the DR. tomorrow and she'll prolly do a blood test which will make me faint. So best of luck to me, yes?

THank you for all the well wishes I got for graduation. Things went smoothly and they let me out with a degree. Yay.

Troy in the fall. I need to find an apartment for me and Mel. And get a job.

Final Grades

Some good, not great, but will do.

Sociology of Aging: B
Statistics: C
Professional Counseling: A
Research Methods II: C

So, all in all. Not too bad.