Negligance

I really have to figure out how to mobilly upload pictures to this bitch. Really, the process of emailing, downloading, uploading is way too time consuming and exhaustive. I have some pictures to share as visuals for stories...bummer.

Got an interesting call from Kaptain this evening. He claims to have somehow become partners in the Jackson estate through some old court proceeding. "All I need is 10 million dollars." ...As do I. :D Meeting with him in the morning to go over the legallity of this MJ scenario. Kaptain told me that he trusts me and wants my help with running the MJ empire...Including all Michael's masters, wardrobe, etc. Worth checking out...But, what an unlikely path to head down? We'll see if it's legit. If I got to wear the original Thriller jacket, I'd be stoked. Anything beyond that may just blow my mind.

Yesterday I got called fat by a creepster. What is a creepster? Well, because I know you were thinking that anyway...A creepster is a creepy dude. What qualifies one as a creepster? To answer your question, a multitude of things. The particulars of this dude, whom I would consider to be a creepster, go as follows: Kept touching, feeling, groping, kissing and stroking me; bought me a toothbrush to keep at his place after a week of seeing him; would freak out on me for being un-affectionate; would get mad because I didn't want to sleep with him. Just a weirdo. Anyway, as a brutal (and successful) attack on my ego...He claims that I have "gained some weight" since we initially met. This is not only inaccurate, its fucked up that someone would actually personally attack me due to my weight. Its even worse, because I actually took his shit perspective into consideration and actually let it effect me. How dumb on my own accord.

Moving in with Anna and Maya shortly. Stoked. Getting a class set up for mom's mind and body. Think its a great step in the direction towards becoming a speaker. Registered for Spanish class. Prepping for the GRE's. Learning more about grad school in Spain. Took a keen liking to my "Internet boyfriend." Toastmasters starts this week. Been keeping up with writing and checking shit off my lists. Relationships with family members are solid. Might start working full-time at the charity I volunteer at, Project Angel Food. I am feeling like somewhat of an adult lately...Guess all this happened when I wasn't paying attention? Oh, ADHD.

Also, sometimes when I know that people read this (ex-boyfriends, boyfriends) it freaks me out. Almost like I should censor content. Upon further inspection, that is the worst idea ever...rather self-defeating. Sure they will get sick of slovenly sifting through the meandering conscious thought process that is this blog. Blog...what a shitty word.

Oh, and I had the most amazing idea today while watching television with my brother--He's like being around an old person. Or I guess that's what people do, right? They watch television? Regardless, the idea I had was to become a professional game-shower. Think I am going to start this conquest with "The Price is Right." All I have to say is, "$1."

And I digress. Tis time for sleep. Every time I sleep over at my brother's apartment I have some funky dreams. Not all are bad, but I've had some brutal nights here. Hoping to have a pretty rad lucid dream. Would love to fly, have sex, or do something that hasn't even been invented yet...like time travel or fully understanding hieroglyphics. Do you know that we are still working to understand hieroglyphics...crazy, right?

Anyway, I love you all...wishing you the world...sweet dreams.