Hey, Looks Like I'm a Normal Person Again!

My premium membership ran out(: I don't really care; it was fun while it lasted, but now I'm seeing deviantART as it used to be: Deviant Green and full of ads! It's bringing back my adolescence. God knows that couldn't hurt right now.


So I'm not entirely sure what kind of updates I've given you guys, but a lot has happened. I've been in and out of two bands, I quit my job at Rack Room and got a much more enjoyable one at Michaels, and I finally broke it off with Useless<4 and I'm now dating the most amazing guy in the history of amazing guys.


First things first, the band thing. Sorry to anyone who had wanted to hear AMOH... you can still hear them, actually, just without a singer. They're good people, though, and we ended it on good terms (I'll neglect to mention the manipulation that led to the breakup).

As for the other band, it's an on and off project. We're not trying to get any gigs. We're just goofing off. I may be forming a serious one soon here though, complete with over-processed keyboards and someone with the title "Macintosh Player". I'll keep you updated.


Rack Room: They gave me 6 hours one week, 4 hours the next. I worked the 6 and told them they could shove the 4 up their ungrateful sphinctal cavities.

Michaels is way fun though And I get discounts on paint. Yaaaay.


Useless<4 was pretty damn useless. We're cool now, but for months he wouldn't talk to me. In fact, I haven't seen him in person since before the breakup. He refused to see me in person that day because he knew what was coming.

I did it anyway. I had been trying to for months.

Anyway, I'll admit that part of the reason for me actually getting the balls to do that was because of another person. They have that saying about how if you can't stand up and be a man, sit down so she can see the one behind you? Yeah. I had been talking to someone who I now regard as something like my "other half" for months and months and never really gave him a chance because I was with Jason and kept blinders on. However, after my nervous breakdown when we got lost on the 4th of July (and his very, VERY bad reaction to it), I kind of began to wonder if perhaps I wasn't in the situation I should be in. Truth be told, I don't think we ever really liked each other very much: he wasn't planning on moving with me for college, and I didn't want him to, really; I couldn't get into his interests, and he couldn't get into mine; we lacked any real emotion between us... and to top it all off, GOD the music he likes is shitty.

Anyway, at the risk of sounding like a slut, the fact is, I was dating a guy for almost a year, even though a week afterwards I was having serious regrets. And, even sluttier, I'm now seeing a guy he went to school with back in the day (the horror), and I'm completely and totally in love and want, with every particle of my being, to make this work.

I know, I'm a horrible person, right? I should just go die already, buried, smothered under all the weight of my promiscuity and sinfulness.

Anyway, no.

He's great. We have an amazing connection, and this time it's not just, "Hey, you're kind of smart. And I can deal with you physically. You're really really nice so I'll date you for like ever." It's more like, "HEY GUESS WHAT. PHYSICS. AND PHILOSOPHY. AND WRITING AND FOOD AND TRAVEL PLANS AND CATS ON THE INTERNET. AND (ahem) TIES. (; And llamas."

I think it can go without saying that there's kind of this unspoken passion between us that I hadn't really experienced with anyone before. Apparently he hadn't either.

This is cool.

I'm excited.