I GOT A JOB! Woohoo! *dances* Granted, it's as a waitress at Country's Barbecue, but it's a job. That makes money. And a buttload in tips if I play my cards right. ^_^ The rednecks that frequent Country's will drop serious cash if their red-hair-in-a-ponytail-wearing-tight-jeans-and-a-Southern-accent waitress does even a halfway decent job, as long as she smiles. A lot. The only job that makes better tips (well, aside from stripping, of course) is working as a waitress at a truck stop. Because truckers are very lonely men. They'll leave you a $20 tip for serving them a $5 pot of coffee. (Voice of experience!) SO! I'm looking forward to it. I start next Monday. Wish me luck? I have to try and be perky at 9 in the morning, but I think I can pull it off. ^_^ And maybe I'll make enough in tips my first few days to pay the $70 retainer fee on a dress that I've been lusting after. (Yeah, me in a dress. A formal dress, at that. Go figure.) I'll see if I can get a picture of me trying it on at the store, then I'll put it up so y'all can see it. It is gorgeous. And it actually fits! (Okay, it has to be hemmed about 4 or 5 inches, but otherwise it fits.) Most of the dresses I tried on were either way too long or way too tight in the waist or way too big in the bust. Who do they make these things for? Twiggy? I don't think I have EVER met a girl who is 5'10" with a 23" waist and D cups. I think the designers must be either men with seriously out-of-touch-with-reality sexual fantasies or women who are grotesquely abnormal freaks of nature. There's no way. But anyhow! This one fits in the waist and bust and is only about 5 inches too long...actually, when you factor in the high heels, it's only about 3 inches too long. So I'm good to go. As soon as I get the money. It's $140, and I have to give them $70 to make sure they don't sell it to someone else, then I can pay the other half over time. So I'm gonna be busting my butt at work. I'm gonna smile till my face hurts and be so perky I can't stand myself. But it'll be worth it. It is a GORGEOUS dress. ^_^

I'm so sick of being "one of the guys." *dances around naked* I'm female! See? Female! Lots and lots of estrogen! Lacking in external genitalia! What's wrong with my friends?! The only friends I have that even notice that I'm a girl are gay, and they only notice because they're irritated with me for being female - "Why do you have to be a girl, you'd make such a cute guy, I would so hit on you if you were a guy." GRRR!

IS THERE NOWHERE ONLINE THAT I CAN BUY A DECENTLY PRICED WAND THAT IS NOT A CHEAP HARRY POTTER RIP-OFF????? *flares nostrils and bares teeth & claws*

Has anyone else noticed that there are a whole lot more girls than guys here in Elftown?

I went to see "Darkness Falls" a few weeks ago. Scared the bejesus out of me. I mean, I still have trouble sleeping with the light off. Creepy stuff! And now Morgan wants me to go see "The Ring" with him. Has he lost his bloomin' everlovin'?! I'm usually okay with scary movies. CREEPY movies are different. He's off his gourd if he thinks I'm about to sit through a creepy movie in a dark theater with someone who's already seen it. No. I'm not gonna be the only one that's terrified.

I had heard "All the Things She Said" on the radio. Pretty cool. Then I see the video. ...Interesting. So I go looking for the lyrics. Reminds me of my Lishabet. Then I find pictures. Good god. Lots of yummy Russian goodness. Those are two very much attractive young ladies. So now I'm a huge t.A.T.u. fan.

It's been a week now. I'm hanging in there, but it's tough. Maybe it'll get easier with time.

I was not aware that the cab of a Chevy Silverado could hold five teenage boys. Some of my friends came to see me today - well, rather, Yesu wanted to see me, Steve has a vehicle, and three more of them decided to tag along. Made me feel better, I haven't seen them since last Friday. (Yesu is my cosmic twin, not getting to see him is like not having the use of one side of my body.)

Anyway...I guess I don't really have much else to talk about.

Oh! My friend Jessie is having a hard time with her pregnancy, so if you're the praying type, please keep her in your thoughts. Thanks!

Wow, what all has happened that I can write about?

I've been accepted at Wesleyan. YAY! I'm really relieved, I didn't apply anywhere else and I would be very much screwed if I didn't get in. Now I have to try and get scholarships and stuff, but thankfully it isn't that expensive a school. (I was surprised - a private women's college, you'd think it'd be exorbitant.)

And one of my poems (a personal favorite, too) has been selected for publication. I'm really excited about that, too, because I fancy myself a halfway decent poet.

What else...I should be making entries fairly regularly, because I'm not allowed to go back to school (doctor's orders) for another 5 weeks. I'm going stir-crazy, but I'll live.

More good news! Armand turned out to be a cute little boy after all. Brown-blond hair with red highlights and big brown eyes, 7 pounds 7 ounces, 20 inches long. I'm so glad he isn't ugly, I was really worried. And he's not fussy either. A perfect baby...and I don't even like little babies, go figure.

Well, that's all for now.