But, check this out.  I think I’ve got my Marshall-movies blog set up.  So, go here.

The very first post should show a link to see the channel that is set up. It may only work in Firefox, since it is kind of a beta version and I haven’t noticed the pause and full screen buttons working in Safari.

(Hear that, Biah? I hope you understand the complicated Spanish. Escuela means school. Since you didn’t know that, maybe you’ll remember it now, since I’m such an excellent teacher. Also, an expert on the Spanish language. I mean, what do you expect? I love the films by Pedro Almodovar. Ho!)

I think the walking schedule is going to be first thing in the morning- maybe 45 minutes (about 2.5 miles) around the track. It will probably be early, like 7am or something, but Jefferson: if you want to join me a couple times a week, it will feel GREAT and increase productivity, I think. For both of us, I mean.

Love.

celine doing the beatbox. yeah she’s so crazy. and it made me think of you, jen. i knew you’d appreciate it.

love you all!

i had sat off, which was really great, but i didn’t get any of the things done i wanted. i did get to talk with jordanna for a while on the phone, though, which made me very happy. and i went out with brian and our friend susan and spent today with them, and seeing eva and alison who are going to be fully moved here in a couple weeks. i’m very excited about that.

my mom’s not been feeling well, and she’s leaving for montana tomorrow until the 13th. yes it’s for that crazy church, and i’m not that thrilled about that, but i hope she has a great trip with my aunt and her cousin. she needs to get away from work at the very least. but i will miss her.

i’m excited to hear about jen’s moving into a house in asheville! i miss all of you so much, and it will be so wonderful to see you first of all as my return to asheville! i talked to kenny the other week and we have tentative plans to go to the zoo with mark and jordanna some weekend. other than that i have been out of touch, and haven’t seen or talked to anyone much with my new work schedule, but i intend to get much better at managing that.

i finished watching arrested development on alluc and it made me think of you guys and miss you all even more. brain and i got drunk on wine and books and watched the 3rd season in like 2 days pretty much. i can’t even decide on my favorite parts. we may need to watch it again. i am also trying to get bam bam and celeste for him to see!

i guess that’s all the update really, but i hope you all are well and happy! .:MUCHLOVE:.

also this is one of my favorite singers – gina rene, and this is her new song “be the change,” which you can buy for $1 at cdbaby.com. it’s really inspired much in the same way as the yes we can video. just thought i’d drop that on ya. enjoy

MUCH LOVE, ya’ll!

but i’m getting ahead of myself. the job hunting depressed me to an extreme amount. even fucking super target didn’t call me back or anything, and their fucking application took me 40 minutes at a little computer right in the store. fucking humiliating. then my grandpa found an ad in the paper for a sales job that paid $15/hr, and i filled out the application online and got an interview and went to that and it lasted 90 minutes, only for me to find out that it is that scam where you sell fucking knives by appointments, which you have to put a $155 security deposit on up front. so i was completely punk’d on that, and the interview was all the way in raleigh, and i spent nearly all the dollars i had left on gas to get there. then my check engine light comes on in my car on my way back. something else to fix on the car apparently, which i have no money for. and a bitch cannot get a break there, because after my wreck before school was out i realized that june is the month i have to get my car inspected! it will not pass right now, and i can’t fix it yet. so i’m hoping to not get pulled or fined.

also, god how i hate summer! it is so fucking hot, and all i can think about is how out of shape i am. i have been getting a bit of exercise here and there and vigilantly watching what i was eating until this new job, because there is no way. and it is over a month into the summer and i haven’t seen my friends hardly at all! because i have no money to do anything with them, or even to drive at all a lot of times.

and with the end of school in sight, i am really worried about finding a job, seeing as fucking target wouldn’t even call me back! plus i have to get a job that has health insurance because i will be fucked over without it, because of diabetes. i just feel like all things are working against me, and it has nothing to do with the people in my life, because they are the greatest, but otherwise i just can’t catch a break.

why can’t i just have a nice summer break? it’s my last one EVER! i just want to have some fun before i’m back to school for more of the major i hate and the ridiculous disappointments.

i know this is incredibly angsty and over the top, but i am sore all over from being under a house breathing through a mask, and getting the dirtiest ever in my life. and i have to go to bed in a matter of moments, because i have to be up at 6 to get ready to go jack a house off its foundation tomorrow. literally that’s what we are doing. this house needs so much work. i would leave and change my name if it were me. damn. but i love my brother so much for the work, and i really am trying to be the best at it that i can, but it’s hard for me to be manly. it’s just not me, no matter how hard i try, and it is a constant effort. i feel like i have been acting all day; trying to pass, and then i get home and have no recuperation time before i am back to do it all again the next day.

sunday is the only day we have off this week, and i am just dreading telling my parents i am not going to church because if they have the nerve to be surprised or hurt that i won’t, i may snap. i simply cannot spend my only day off listening to all of that. more acting. i will do my best to pass as a manly guy that can handle construction, but i will not go to role # 2 and try to pass as a christian. fire me now. and my running policy is that i will go on special occasions, because i know how much it means to my family, but last week was fathers’ day and i went. this sunday we’re early celebrating my dad’s birthday… so you have to draw a line somewhere or the occasions could just continue to sneak up.

there’s just got to be some rich man that would want a neurotic hopelessly dramatic mess like me to take care of. he could think of it as a challenge if that would motivate him. or as charity. doesn’t matter to me in the slightest, but a bitch needs a break.

So, i arrive at the country club yesterday morning and this guy is standing at his car next to where i parked. I got out and all he said was “listen”. I stopped rummaging through my bag and listened to what sounded like a serious fire or car alarm coming from the trees down the hill. “The cicadas are here…only every seventeen years” he said. That’s when i texted my dear marshall to inform her that they are certainly making their arrival. The perimeter of our house is lined with little holes in the dirt, definitely the work of the almighty bugs. Point being….come back to asheville immediately, my little neighbors!!!!

The country club is super easy and i’m starting to get to know the people i work with. Zack’s 20th birthday party was two nights ago and it was rather insane. People on the roof, in my room, across the street jumping on our neighbor’s trampoline….me oh my. My birthday party will be much classier.

My sister graduates june 10th so i’ll be making my way back to durham for the festivities. yee hawww. I can’t wait to see my long lost friends of the village. My cousin’s here, staying with me in the house for an unknown period of time…he’s attempting to find housing around these parts. Apparently, it’s a lot easier for women to find places to live than men…most of the ads specifically ask for female tenants only.

I’m off to work for the upper class elite assholes of the club. I hope to talk to you ALL sooooooon.

loveeeeeeee!

Leonardo / Dorothy Your ki is made up of 52% Vigor and 75% Wisdom

Your intelligence and vigor make you the natural leader of the Golden Girls. You are the most spiritual of the girls, with the strongest sense of honor and duty. You keep a cool head under pressure. Perhaps the other Golden Girls don’t listen to you as much as they should (especially not Raphael,) but when it’s time to face the Foot Clan, they know that you’re the one who can bring them out on top. Wielding two silvery katanas, you slice through your enemies with a precision and grace that can only be beaten by one of those disposable razors that has three blades. You know the kind I mean.

This test tracked 2 variables. How the score compared to the other people’s:

	Higher than 56% on Vigor
	Higher than 91% on Wisdom

Have at it!

“Is anyone saying same-sex couples can’t love each other? I love my children. I love my friends, my brother. Heck, I even love my mother-in-law. Should we call these relationships marriage, too? Marriage is and always has been more than the acknowledgment of the love between two people.”

Amen, brother. Now he’s fighting for the right of Pennsylvanians to keep marriage laws discriminatory. Thanks, Rick. God, I need to get out of this place, and fast. Seriously, y’all: today I am getting blood drawn and packing the hell up. Hopefully.

[ EDIT: They definitely drew eight vials of my blood, and because of my heart monitor, they had to do it in a tiny room where this woman was shouting on the phone in Spanglish, complaining about what an asshole her baby daddy is.  And after the nurse finished draining me, she put a Bugs Bunny band-aid on me and walked out, and I passed out.  But because I saw that one coming, I was able to record it on my monitor, so I should be done wearing the stupid thing now, thank Christ.  But I probably won't get to skip town until my lab work comes back, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed, and my toes, too.  Also, scrambling about trying to find housing in Asheville when you're hundreds of miles away is pretty much impossible.  Yuck.]