I started classes today. Gay and Lesbian Studies II and Project Development, Preproduction, and Preparation (longest fucking class name ever). They were both great. My teacher for Gay and Lesbian Studies is this perky little Irish chick named Terri. So happy and bubbly. I felt kind of weird though, because half the class we discussed labels and she'd ask lots of questions that I genuinely didn't feel like I could answer since I really don't label my sexuality. Whatev. Then my PDPP teacher, Dan, is fucking ADORABLE!!! LOVE THE FUCK OUT OF HIM!!! I think he's Buddhist. The whole class he would go on tangents about, I don't know, just really like, fucking philosophical ass inspirational shit. And inbetween inspiration he curses which is hilarious. He's a little guy too, maybe my height, and I could probably talk about him forever, like about how he loves to play Wii and how he worked with Scorcese before or about how he has some famous musician friend, Andrew Bird, who's playing Carnegie Hall tomorrow but he can't make it cause he's gotta teach.

I think this semester will be really great except now I'm dreading Math even more. They finally assigned teachers to the classes and when I looked mine up on ratemyprofessor.com EVERY rating was terrible. Apparently she's a lunatic who like, goes on tangents about hating men and just being fucking crazy. Ugh. I'm hoping another class opens up so I can swap cause there's no point in dropping the class after I already bought the fucking book.


Ummmm, yeah that's about it. Hopefully I'll be working soon, I'm supposed to be hearing from some Pep Boy's ass hole soon. Gotta make dem benjaminz.

Tonight I board a plane back to Chicago and though I'm sad to be leaving Ken and my family and friends, I'm so ready to get back to work.

Looking forward to:
-Rearranging my apartment
-Food shopping
-Seeing all my boos for dinner on Sunday
-New room mate?!!?!
-New film classes
-SNOW!!! PLEASE?!?!

Not looking forward to:
-Below zero weather
-Having to walk to Jewel/class/everywhere in below zero weather
-Rollercoaster emotions for the first week
-New room mate?!!?!
-Math class

I gotta do it, just for a second: OBAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Okay so anyway, today is me and Ken's anniversary, 2 years. It feels so long, I can't remember what it's like to be without him, but it also sort of irks me when people are flabbergasted (yeah I said flabbergasted) at how "long" we've been together. My parents have been together about 15 years; my grandparents - let's not even begin to count - there's no comparison to that kind of love. I don't know what tomorrow let alone next month or year or decade promises but I hope when the time comes I can still see him by my side.

Awwww, mushy grossness.

I'm cooking him dinner tonight, whole grain pasta with shrimpies!!! and just some red sauce. I also bought a cream cheese cake even though I definitely shouldn't have since we're both trying to be healthy but it was just so fucking pretty. I'm gonna take my Rob and Big DVDs over there to watch because the first time we ever hung out we just sat at his house eating Chinese food and watching Rob and Big.

Oh man, this bitch still needs a shower, I'm already running late!!

Me and Dani finally got our matching tattoos!!! It was my Christmas present this year. LOVE IT, LOVE HER!!!!!!!!



Done by Scooter at Street Road Tattooz.

I was going through her portfolio and she had this bomb ass drawing of a two headed flamingo. I've been wanting some film related shit done, like an homage to John Waters, Tod Browning and Tim Burton.. maybe I'll throw a little Tarantino in there too since I was all about that nigga in high school. Anyway, I couldn't really think of anything besides just stills from the movies or something until I saw Scooter's drawing - it instantly reminded me of "Pink Flamingos" and now I have this great idea of how to incorporate all my favorite movies from those directors. I told her about it and I think it'll happen after the spring semester, maybe as a birthday present to myself since I come home a week after it. Hopefully I'll be able to save up the money, I'm supposed to be transferred to a Pep Boys out there so it better not fall through!!! Can't wait!!

Five more down!! That's ten in two weeks!!!! HOLLA ATCHA BOOIIIII!!!

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Oh yeah, so I won't be posting my final film from this semester but people have been hounding me to at least put "Trashfuckers" up. It's part of the special features of the DVD. Half of it is me cursing into a Nagra recorder and the other half are clips of me saying stupid shit that she pulled from behind the scenes footage.

5 pounds down!

So I started the South Beach Diet yesterday and it's already getting hard. I want Fruity Pebbles SO BAD!!! And I'm having my doubts about this diet but I've at least gotta give it a week and see if it does anything. Really, after Phase 1, which is only two weeks, I'll be able to have fruits and other delicious foods, so it'll be a lot easier. Getting through these two weeks is going to be really hard though. The food already seems repetitive and blah blah but what's two weeks compared to the rest of my life? Just gotta fucking do it. I've talked to a few people about weight loss surgery and we're going to an informational thing on the 14th to learn more about it but that is totally a last resort. I don't even know how much my insurance would cover but if I do end up with a lap band I'd at least like to know I tried everything else. I'm pretty motivated, though. I weighed myself for the first time in months and realized I'm creeping up to a certain number that I promised myself I'd never reach. It hit me really fucking hard and so it was perfect timing when a friend at work told me about South Beach. She did it and lost 50 pounds in 6 months. Now I know not everyone will experience the same results, but it's encouraging to know someone else who's succeeded, who has felt the same as me, and who is in reach if I need help. We had lunch together and she gave me a few tips on what and how to eat. She has a few more pounds to go before hitting her goal so she's actually going to try the diet again so it'll be even better to have someone who's doing the same thing as I am.


On another note - I started work! The people are really cool and the job is easy and fun. Saturday they sent me out on my first run alone to fucking PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY. Do you know where that is? It's in the middle of nowhere. I got SO FUCKING LOST. And even though I had a panic attack and had to pull over to find a gas station but instead kept finding farms and even though after I finally got directions, a big black man pulled up next to me asking if I was married and even though I felt so dumb and annoyed and wanted to kill things - it was awesome! I really love driving. At first I was pissed that they sent me on such a long run but it's pretty relaxing and I can talk on the phone even though it's illegal in Jersey but whateva I'm a bad ass. I hope I'll be doing this in Chicago if I transfer to the store out there.

Time to boil some eggs. YUM!!!!!!!!!!