The new roomie just signed the lease and will be moving in tomorrow, yay! He is super cool and I think it will be rad having him here. Tyson has taken a liking to him already.

I also have a mouse chillin in my garage. Not cool. I have live traps at work that I will borrow so I can get the bastard out. Work is work and dont have a lot of other shit going on. Pretty boring. Apparently 12 hour long drinking fests have been on the agenda for the past few weekends. We will see what this one brings!

The weekend has come to start heavy drinking by 12, stare at boobs and make fun of assholes in tights..yes Ren Faire. This has been a family tradition for many many years now and the weekend has arrived. The Scribners load up and head out to Crownsville for a day of debauchery. Will we get embarrased, yes. Will we embarass others, yes. Does my spelling suck shit, yes. We do the same shit every year. Get there, start drinking and doing our rounds as a large posse with the goal of being a-holes to ourselves and others. We eat turkey legs, play dunk the wench, watch Eddie fail again at that fucking climbing wall which is impossible, Ben, Jason and I play darts, my dad about breaks his neck when we get to the hut that sells chain mail bras and the bitches have thier cans hanging out  and we call out at least 57 people that day for looking like morons. If they didnt look like complete asswipes, we wouldnt enjoy it so much..again, this is how the Scribners roll.

Im looking forward to it as you can see. The weather should be awesome, and I am in the mood to get rowdy. Its been a tough week for me and am really looking forward to blowing off some steam.

Well, I never heard back from the stuffed dog guy. I had sent him an email saying that I didnt want his stuff in common area, like furniture and knick knacks and maybe that scared him off. I clearly have in my ad to only bring bedroom/office shit cause I dont have room in my little house for others peoples crap. I am also pretty particular about my art/decor so I dont want like a Miller Lite poster on my kitchen wall. Seemed reasonable to me, but maybe I am just that anal and a bitch. Oh well. The search continues...

On a side note, my HD Tivo/DirecTv box took a dump on Saturday afternoon. I called DirecTv and some douche told me that he was 95% sure that my HDMI cable had gone bad, as they do frequently. Well, since it was Sunday afternoon and I have NFL Sunday ticket, my ass was in the car on the way to Best Buy immediatly. I hate Best Buy. Every customer in there is a sucker as well as myself. I find my cable only to be floored when I see its over a hundred dollars. Its a fucking cable for the love of God. Fucking scam, but what are you gonna do? They have me by the balls and they know it. My lesson from this rant is to always bring the lube to Best Buy cause your gonna get fucked. I bring the over priced cable home and guess what? he shit still doesent work. What a fucking suprise. I call back and a different douche says "this is George, how are you doing today?" ..I say "not good George, its sunday, I just got ass raped by Best Buy because of a suggestion you gave me and I still cannot watch football". Needless to say this tool could not help me either. I have to wait until Thursday when the 80 dollar tech can come out. Fucking Scam.

I dont think anyone realizes how much TV they wath until they are unable to. My biggest issue is that all the shows I tivo, including Ultimate Fighter, Anthony Bourdaine, Deranged and some other shit will not be recorded. My second issue is that MY GAME IS ON MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL and I CANNOT WATCH IT. For fucks sake. I am ashamed on how dependant I am of the tivo, but fuck it.

Ok, so thank god the dude didnt bring a gun cause Shirley flaked and forgot to message me so I could give her the "your moms a ho" code. Jeez, slacker forgot to save my life.

Anyway, dude came over and asked me if I wanted to see a picture of this dog he has been talking about. I say "sure" because everyone knows I am mad into dogs. He shows me a pic of a big, pretty cute lookin pup then reveals that it is actually stuffed and he keeps it on his front porch. He said one day it was hot and some concerned neighbor called the SPCA because they thought it was too hot for a dog to be outside.

I want to find this hilarious. I of course watch scrubs so although I am creeped out with thier stuffed dog, it obviously has a comedy element to it. I want to think this dude is funny and not some whack dude from the back country who stuffs his pets. I had another guy come back tonight that was awesome. He was young, but very chill and matched my personality better then anyone else who has come by. He does not have a deadline to be out of his place so he is taking his sweet ass time. I am bummed because I thought he was pretty fkn hilarious.

Well, got another potential roomie coming by tonight. This ones a Packers fan..Hope this one works out. Just been working a lot and still doing house shit every weekend with my Dad. All the improvments are worth my weekends (and his to be fair) being fucked up for a couple months now. About to take some much needed time off. Making long weekends to stretch it out.

Shirley and I have a code in case this dudes a psycho and brings a gun. She is a good friend, so our code is "your moms a ho". Anything else and she will call the police. Being a newly single girl def makes me know that I took the security of having a big tough man in the house for granted. My dog is worthless in that department although he is 100 pounds. He would want to cuddle with any potential burgler.

God where do I start? I will know today if the person I interviewd  wants my rooms for rent. He wants to pay what I want, is taking both rooms and has an awesome job. Sounds perfect huh? Well, I dont have to worry about him bringing chics over unless they happen to be hookers that he may possibly kill later on. He is too ugly/dorky to get laid and has a very creepy vibe about him. I am a bit stuck, as I need him to rent my rooms, but I guess I was hoping that I would get someone who I could maybe watch some football with or play some guitar hero. Not looking for a new best friend but jesus, someone normal would be cool. I am way too frat for this guy. At least he is only temporary. He is only going to be in there like 4 months, then I get to do the search again. I am ok with this as it will mean the possibility of getting somone normal.

This blows..I was very content with my living situation for the last 4 years and now I get Jeffrey fucking Dhamer up in here.

Is love the answer? Can love survive all? Is love enough? I went through a stage in my life in my early twenties that believed it was. I thought that love can cure all, that love was all it should take to make someone want to be a better person. Unfortunatly I was wrong. He couldnt help himself much less do it for me. I think when I walked away a part of my sense of "happily ever after" stayed in that shithole aprtment with him. I did not think that I could ever be that optomistic again. I tend to be a worst case scenario person by nature so letting go of my pessimism has been tough. Years later I was able to let it go only to be in the same spot again.

Is it worth investing every ounce of yourself into another human being knowing in the back of your head it can all fall apart in front of you? If you say yes, either you havent had your heart ripped out of your chest or you have an optomism that I admire deeply. I want to still believe. How do people spend the rest of lifes not jaded when you get kicked in the balls? I have never thought of myself as bitter and I refuse to become someone who lives in "what could have been". All of us fuck up, some more then others. Regret is a cancer that will consume you if you let it. It is by far the most painful emotion I think I have ever felt.

Well, like everyone else on the east coast, the rain hit my neck of the woods pretty good yesterday. What wasnt cool about it was the my dad and I just finished remodeling a bathroom that decided to have a leak through the ceiling we just finished painting. Sucks. We think it was just water getting into an exhaust fan since the wind was a little nutty. Still pretty pissed off but less so thinking that it looks like I dont have to just offer up my wallet to a roofer who is going to rip me off based on the fact of being fairly young, no man in the house and having breasts. Bastards. Maybe I should remove the "Hello, I'm...Sucker" sticker when dealing with a contractor.

I am going to go ahead and place my add for my room this week. I will just have to explain that the blemish in the ceiling will be fixed again soon and hope they arent a douche. Was a busy weekend and got a lot accomplished on the house.

If my neighbor dosent get thier dog to stop barking I am going to put my foot up its ass.