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After 3 LONG weeks I've finally got all my computers back online! A lot has happened since I moved and I probably won't remember most of it, but I'll try...

The move started out about as shitty as one could imagine. I had to put Kate down the first day I was here. I still miss her. I'd had her since she was born and she was my first real pet. I bought her food, I paid for her vet vists, and everything else a pet owner does. She was the sweetest cat. Unlike her offspring, she never hurt me even when she was playing. She was the best. It was a very tough decision to have her put down but even the vet said that her chances were slim  and what would most likely happen is I could drop up to $1,200 and still end up with a dead cat. I cried like a little baby over it but I feel better about it now. I was able to bring her home (Andrea's house) and give her a "proper" burial next to one of Andrea's cats. I'll miss you Kate.

The new job ROCKS! The people are so nice and so smart. It's also good that I'm getting to work with not just white people -- finally, culture! Tampa traffic is a total bitch most of the time. On Friday, I spent a fucking _hour_ on the bridge going to work because of one accident! I was expecting total carnage; body parts strewn about the roadway, cars ablaze, all the shit you'd expect to see with four lanes of traffic at a standstill. No... 3 cars, pulled off the side of the road. Nobody dead. Nothing on fire. No explosions. NOTHING! On top of that, every day coming home, traffic is usually backed up between two on ramps for no reason other than the pricks that live here won't let people coming on to the interstate merge. What is wrong with these people? Have they never seen an accident before? Don't they have to go to work too? For fucks sake, just MOVE!

Last Friday I ran out of gas on the bridge coming home. I know, how could I run out of gas? Am I retarded? Nope - I am broke :) I thought I could make it home even though the gas light had been on for two days and I actually might have if not for an accident which again brought traffic to a grinding halt. In any event, I got out of the Jeep and walked about two miles until a highway patrol officer that looked like "The Rock" picked me up. He dropped me off about another two miles from home and since my phone was too dead to look up any numbers, I walked another two miles. What an awful experience. I did get to go out and get smashed with Dave and Shannon that night so it wasn't all bad. Oh, and I found $5 on the side of the road when I was walking. Used it to buy smokes and a bottle of water.

Vanessa had to get surgery because she had an intestinal blockage which turned out to be about 6 inches of hair. Why in the hell would a dog eat hair? Probably for the same reason that she licks pennies -- she's nuts. They made her wear a little satellite dish because she kept trying to gnaw at the staples in her belly. She's all better now though. Got the staples removed about a week ago and she's on a very strict diet according to Sam.

Living with Andrea isn't at all what I expected. It's actually quite nice when Lucas isn't throwing a tantrum. Right now, everyone is out at Olive Garden and I was invited but I know better. I've been to dinner with children before and it's always a terrible experience. If they're not screaming or crying about something stupid, they're walking around terrorizing other people who are trying to enjoy their meal (and probably time away from their kids!). It's terrible and I still can't understand why people take their kids out to adult restaurants. Isn't that what Chuck-E-Cheese is for? Whatever. Kids drive me up the wall.

I should be going back to Daytona this weekend to get all my stuff (I've been saying that for two weeks now)  and put it in storage. I am not looking forward to driving a UHaul on the interstate. It's bad enough driving my Jeep on it every day, I can't imagine driving a twenty foot truck filled with stuff through this insanity. The people at the apartment complex are incredibly persistent about getting me to give permission for them to re-rent my unit. I don't know what difference it makes to them, they're getting money either way, just leave me the hell alone about it, jeez.

My phone bill was between two and three hundred dollars the last two months. That sucks. I found out that when I got my plan, there was no such thing as free mobile-to-mobile and I stupidly assumed that I had that on my plan. Evidently not. I got that all straightened out and my bill should be MUCH more reasonable now. I lost 250 "anytime" minutes every month but that really doesn't matter as almost everyone I talk to is on Cingular so it won't cost me anyway.

Overall, I'm really happy with everything right now. The job, the city, everything. If the idiots over here could learn to drive without gawking at fucking fender-benders, then I'd have nothing to compalin about. Well, that, and if Lucas actually listened to his parents, then I'd have nothing to complain about. That's all for now.