One and a half hours until my last shift ends.  I'm gettin' kind of antsy.  I still need to finish packing a few more boxes and bags back in Muldraugh, but then I'm heading out for home.  This doesn't feel real.  It feels like I'll just be back here tomorrow instead of my grandparents house.  I met some great people down here that I'm going to miss like crazy, but I need to be home now.  Still doesn't feel right.  It feels like I'm going backwards.  Bah.  Fidgety, fidgety, fidgety.  I'd run laps around the hotel, but I have a feeling that would look dumb...and be frowned upon.  Long night tonight.  Frequent stops will be made and I do like night driving (which I realize is the opposite of everyone else), but it's going to be a long night.  Catawissa, PA is almost 700 miles away from Muldraugh.  Should be interesting.  I just wish I could have crashed at the hotel in Cincy.  Bastards.  Oh well.  :-P  My front seat is pretty comfy. 

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I think I'm going to go back to pacing now.  I'll call everyone when I get to PA safe and sound!

My parents are getting a divorce after 21 years of marriage and I was the last FUCKING person to find out.  Being the vindictive bitch that I am, they'll be lucky if I tell them in a timely manner when I get married or have kids.  I'll probably wait until a week before the ceremony or a few days after I've gotten out of the hospital.

My mother's timing couldn't have been better.  Kind of coincided with my grandfather having health problems.  They've been telling everyone else in the family for weeks, but NOT their first fucking child, the one my dad adopted and the one who has been away from home for months.

I'm not blaming anyone as far as the divorce is concerned.  It was apparently decided upon by both parents because they aren't in love, that they're more roommates then anything else.  Way to give me faith.  I'm pissed off because I was, as already mentioned, the last to know.

Mom has officially given up any ability to try and guilt me into doing what she wants me to do for a living, which means I AM following the Red Sox next year.  In fact, I'm no longer thrilled to be going back "home".

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Marissa, can I crash at your place until October or so?

I'm probably going to be spending as much time away from the house as possible and, being the way-cool-fully-adjusted adult that I am, I have already randomly decided to refer to any future boyfirend/girlfriend of my mom or dad's as tool or bitch to their face.  I no longer give a damn who I ingratiate.  I think I'm just going to move home and not call them to let them know I'm coming.  Surprise!  Yes, I am THAT bitter.  In fact, I think I'll swear off my phone except to call friends.  I'm just SO ANGRY right now that I mean so little to them.  I get the fact that I am pretty far away, but I got explanation as to WHY I was the last to know.  It was like mom didn't even care.

Anybody got a punching bag I could use?  I have a lot of pent up rage to work off right now.

Thanks for letting me vent.

One last thing:  Bitches. 

People ask me what I want to do as a career, so I tell them the truth: I want to be a freelance writer and photographer.

Their response:  Oh, that's great!  Do you have a degree in communication?

o_0

I get the whole concept behind such a thing, but admitting that, no, I don't have any degree is embarrassing as hell.  On top of that, I was under the impression that creative writing/English majors usually starve.  I'll just nip that in the bud by avoiding the degree altogether.

This is not to say I won't go to college.  I will definitely take writing courses and I want to apprentice with a photographer, but I thought experience was the best way to learn such arts.  Bah.  I guess I need a new line or something.

Any thoughts?  Am I going about this the wrong way?

Why you ask?

Because it is AGONY to give up the food and drink you love.  Apparently, I'm a carb addict...no big surprise there, right?  I'm in the process of caffeine withdrawl and I feel like a druggie in rehab.  I don't think it's ever been this bad before, so I think it's now time to STOP with the caffeine.  Oy.

Truth be told, something needed to be done.  It's bad enough that I'm away from home, but my depression was beyond that.  It's gotten to the point where I haven't wanted to check the Red Sox out in two or more weeks.  o_O

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Yes, that's right, two or more weeks.

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Anyone who truly knows me can start panicking now.

This is going to be a VERY bad month for me, so please be patient and kind with me.  I have to get rid of all dairy and refined anything in my diet...so the withdrawls are going to suck!  Please remember I love you and may not mean what I say on occasion.  It will get worse before it gets better...or at least that's what they are telling me.

Ummm...yeah, that's it.  Wish me luck.  >_<

 

I went to buy Sox tickets toay.  They’ll be in Cincinnati in June for three games. 
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Guess how many tickets I need to buy in total if I want to watch all three games?
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12!!!!!
Apparently, the Reds are very strapped financially and if I want to watch even ONE of the Sox games, I need to get to get a total of 4 tickets!
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Of course that just means all the more opportunity to see Bronson.  MMMMM......
I only hope to see my men (Beckett, Youk, Ellsbury, and Lester). 
And just remember:  Julian Tavarez hates your fucking face.  ^_^  That is all!

Hello to everyone!  I finally have a job!  wOOt?  I got a job in Louisville at a hotel as a night auditor...which is something I said I wouldn't do...but it sure as hell isn't stripping and unlike stripping, I'll actually make money!  (laugh damn it!).  Promise to Kelly:  I won't kill anyone...too much.

Ok, so anyway, things are going ok down here.  I miss my friends back home and I'm pretty heart broken over the fact that my friend down here stopped talking to me.  It upsets me that I'm not even worth an explanation for his hating me, but I suppose I have to get over myself.  He is the reason why I'm finally on my own and no longer hating my jobs.  I've finnaly started figuring things out in my life since I moved and it's all because of a simple suggestion he made to me, so I have that much to be thankful for. 

I saw the University of Louisville campus yesterday and it was so pretty!  I realize that's not everything when checking out a school...but it was so pretty!  *ahem*   

Now if only I could get the internet at my place instead of still coming to a library that allows people to talk loudly on cell phones and let their brats scream.  Bah.

Anyway, the upside to this library is the fact that they actually have cool books here...and an updated card catalog (pretty snazzy, right?).  I found a boat load of Red Sox books that are going to help me with me new idea.  I'm thinking about becoming a type of sports writer that focuses on the game and players as well as the thoughts, opinions, and observations of the fans (to a certain extent since EVERYONE has drastically and radically different ideas about what should and shouldn't have been done on the field...like they could have done better with that beer gut and hangover).  I'm still working out a hook of some kind and I was going to call myself the "Mad Mainer", but that name is already taken by a website, so I was thinking "Mad Maine-iac".  Not as smooth, but I think it communicates the fact the I'm crazy and from Maine.    Opinions on anything is VERY welcome at this planning stage.  I plan on making a myspace and maybe eventually posting video bulletins about games and such on youtube, but that will be MUCH later.  Like when I get the internet and programs for my Mac.  Yay. 

So that's about it.  I miss everyone and I probably won't be home until April or later since I doubt I'll get Easter off.  I was hoping to come home for a week for St. Patty's Day and Easter for Dropkick Murphys and family, but my car broke down before concert tickets went on sale, so we all know what the priority was.  *emo sigh*  To justify this happening, I realize I don't know if I would have wanted to go to Lowell for the concert anyway.  The Avalon, yes, because it's next to Fenway.  Lowell, one of the three L's of Mass.?  No.  My grandmother was raised there and has no fond memories.  So, yeah.  Hope to talk to everyone soon!   *Mwah*

 

Hey everyone, hope you had a good New Years!  My flight back to Kentucky mildly sucked, but my New Years wasn't bad because I wasn't stuck in a Cleavland airport.  :-P  I spent the night hanging out in my apartment watching the funniest Robin Hood movie I've ever seen.  It was a silent movie from 1922 with Douglas Fairbanks as Robin Hood.  The over exagerrated gestures and the overly frolicking Merry Men was too much.     If I find a video online, I'll post it to share the greatness of it all.  :-P  Earlier in the day I picked up some sparkling grape juice (hate champagne), and Mike's Hard Lemonade.  I had to stop at a liquor store for the Mike's and I got some funny looks going in by myself to be amongst a rather large group of middle aged men standing around drinking (apparently that's legal down here).  I rule. 

Christmas back home was great, but I wish I had stayed a little longer to see more friends.  Bah.  I don't even have too much to prove that I was home since the boxes I packaged up are too heavy to send through the mail and to expensive to send UPS.  Oh well.  Mom said she'll figure something out.  In the mean time, I'm decorating with photos I found of the Sox games I went to this summer.  Many pictures of Beckett...oh, 'scuse me while I clean up the drool.  *ahem*  Anyway, the only real draw back about coming home to an empty apartment (other then the fact that it was at 12:30 in the morning on Monday instead of 7:30 at night Sunday), was the horrible stench of stale cigarette smoke that had wafted BACK into my apartment since I had to umplug all my air freshner's.  Eeew.  Four more months on my lease and then I don't know what.  Time shall tell.  Well, hope to talk to everyone soon.  It shouldn't be too much longer until I finally have some kind of internet connection at my apartment.  Later.

So I have moved far, far away from home.  Far from friends and family to get chances I didn't have back home and to get ahead for a change.  The new area isn't bad, but I miss being around my friends.  I also really, REALLY miss my dog.  :-P

So far, nothing has really happened and I haven't had any truly golden opportunities.  But I think that's all because I'm very bitter right now.  And as we all know, a bitter attitude does not help.  But here I am, getting more and more pissed off by the day.  I think my fairy godmother decided to take this month off.  :-P

I don't have access to the internet on a regular basis, but I have a new cell number with a new service.  Cleo, I promise to call you soon!  I'm sorry!   Anybody else, leave me a message and I'll get back to you.  Right now I'm job hunting and maybe sight seeing to a certain extent.  Yay.  I'm so tired all the time now that it's irriatating, ya know?  Bah.  I'll hopefully see everyone soon.

Less then 2 weeks until Steve and Mary's wedding.  0_0  Still need to have dress aprroved by bride.  >_<  ..

Month and 1/2 until Halloween time.

About month and 1/2 until Kentucky time.

And I hate both jobs, which is no good since I need to make money in order to have Kentucky time.  Any thoughts?  Anyone?  Bah.  Later then!

So, I finally have my Sox tickets!  Five games in September: Four in Baltimore, one in Fenway, and I'll be home in time for my b-day!  Sweet.

Car has been fixed, free of charge (gotta love warranties).

Discovered the adult version of Netflix.  *evil laugh*  Can't wait to get a DVD burner.  Oh the havoc I will wreak.

I'm bored so I'll continue with the whole tainting my soul with porn thing.    Later!

P.S.- Any porn requests?  Hentai is also available.   Lemme know.  *ahem*