has my current "Ch-ch-changes" journal...

This is my header, for now.

I was planning on getting a sub, but then all this "NEEDS PREMIUM MEMBERSHIP" bullshit started.

So yeah...fuck that noise.

ROW ROW FIGHT DA POWAH!!!

D:<

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OKAY, so yeah...some serious changes comin' down in my life. Again. I may or may not be without A) internets or B) a life pretty soon. Like tomorrow.

Why? 'Cuz I've landed a new job (1 week, TAKE THAT SHIT TO THE BANK YO!). The bad news?

Possible: 7 days, 14 hours a day.

That's...98 hours a week peepz. 396 hours a month or so.

9.5 dollars an hour = 40 * 9.5 = NICE FLAT RATE
13.75 dollars an hour (overtime) = 58 * 13.75 = RICH-ASSED NYUKKA!
NICE FLAT RATE + RICH-ASSED NYUKKA = two weeks to a month of my artistic life completely eaten up.

No Anubis Unit. No writing. Technically no vidyuh gaymen.

Now, it's more then likely gonna end up being 5 days 10-12 hours a day...but if they offer, how can I not take?

Hell, just one week will get us a car, two weeks a second month of rent...which brings me to the next bit of interesting news.

We're moving. To Ferndale, but movin' nonetheless. Our current digs just aren't what we need, our roommates are too goddamned stressful and have only re-asserted why I fuckin' hate the drunk and the mentally deficient so fuckin' much. This place we've found is nice, in a place full of pine trees (gnats), in the small town of Ferndale (we're gonna hang in Bellingham too much), and it's only minutes away from the town's (only) commercial area and downtown (Bellingham's better) and it's in the middle of some rather sweet renovation (some of the panels outside of the apartment look chewed/slashed and the patio is being remodeled).

It's also 650 bucks a month, with only 150 bucks down, allows for cats, nice and spacious with enough room for EVERYTHING we got and then some, stable as hell, water/sewage/garbage, electric everything, OUR OWN FRIDGE AND FREEZER, it's a two-bedroomer (FUCK YEAH LIBRARY/OFFICE/WHATEVER - PREQUEL TO MEDICAL TRANSCRIPTION LICENSE GET~!), working heat and air conditioning, and it's in a nice and quiet place where I can get my training on even better then Bellingham. Fucking trees everywhere, man. Trees and open space. I'll miss the bay views and ocean breezes...but sometimes the bay isn't that clean or nice, and the ocean breezes smell more like my ex job. :/

On the other hand, Clearwire doesn't extend to there...which means we're gonna hafta make nice with Comcast again so we can get Internet (possibly Cable too, but don't hold yer breath, -love) and keep up A)our phone and B) our internet lives and C) our artistic contacts and friends within the DA and internet communities.

So yeah, there ya have it...tons of changes being thrown at us in a very, VERY short amount of time. For two weeks I'll probably haul ass at the 7 day 14 hour shift if I can, then sling back to a much more manageable 5 day 12 hour shift...otherwise, we'll see.

Even a month of this'll fix quite a shit-ton of our current financial issues.

Hell, I'm tired of being poor, of being stressed out and constantly having to stay ahead one step of the situation just to keep ahead...and if I gotta bust my sideburns (not cut, mind you, just a figure of speech - my muttonchops, and this afro of mine, soon to be complete with red bangs once again, are fuckin' immortal...or until I start to go bald. :3 ) to get ahead, then so be it.

'Cuz I'm just that unstoppable of a fuckin' tank, yo.

Anyway, if I go COMPLETELY quiet, y'know why...for those who don't got our phone number, lemme know and I'll hit ya up. isn't nearly as much of a hermit as I am, and she hates solitude, so it'd be good to have our people rootin' for us and watchin' our backs.

I still got Vonage, so y'know damn well I wanna hear from some of ya on the Worldwide tip.

HIT YO HOMEBOY UP GODAMMIT, AND DON'T FORGET HIS GIRL. HOLLA AT YO FUCKIN' BOY~!

To all my peepz, this isn't the end...just a minor glitch in my internets works. Just thought I'd give everyone who needs it, wants it, or just HAS to have it a swift heads up.

'Cuz yer boy's got yer back, y'knowwhatImean?

Also, for the record, for those who cannot tell the difference and wants to know why: why yes, this is all J speakin'.

It's not that Kitty doesn't WANT to speak to y'all, but those who know him best should also remember that he doesn't deal nearly as well with stress as I do...and the poor guy is under quite a bit of duress himself and needs to be coaxed out just to talk to even Kandi of all people.

So for those of you who are also "Kitty Friends" and happen to be acquainted with him, I'm askin' as his primary to simply pet him and love him. Right now is a bad time for either of us to get mugged or surprised. Don't be surprised if he cries, he does it easier then I do during times like these.

So yeah, don't worry too much, and don't weep at all for us. Just life changes, 's all. I mean, seriously, how many have we been through together over these past...what, five years altogether?

Certainly over the past two years here at DA. No matter who you are though, my Unseen Yet Recognized Audience, y'know damn well how I do it.

So a metric ton of love to all of you who like it rough and snuggly, ya hear?

J: His Ever-Luvin' Self, The Tried and the True, the Bold and the Brave

P.S. - I can too take stress. I just don't like it. D:

Kitty, Lover of Everyone Here, Killer of Quite A Few

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is not me, but he is me. You figure it out yourself. :3