So... I'm working today.

Yes!! Unbelievable right? I have looked for a summer job to pay that freaking plane ticket FOR MONTHS and what do I get? Two offers for porn and a fucking two days inventory. Damn, I hope they hired me to see if they would give me more to do later, or I'll really have to reconsider the porn thing.

My virtual life hates me. My mailboxes won't work, so... it sucks, because, well... it seems that my 'business' email (the one with my real name) didn't work so well, so I might have missed a few answers to my job applications. Great, like I needed that.

Meanwhile, it turns out that my attempts at changing my fucking name are going to either take a fucking long time and money, or never happen, which means... I'll be stuck in the past forever.

So, I'm working this afternoon, and I really hope I'm going to find a miracle idea to fall asleep early tonight because tomorrow I start at 6am, which means I gotta get some sleep before.

Also... I did some digging, it seems that if I don't go through an agency to get a work visa to the states, it'll cost me even more. Damn, it's lucky I've been wanting this for years or else I'd be giving up right about now. Srly, $5,000 to $10,000? *thud* I'm really going to reconsider that porn thing. Maybe I can wear a mask. And someone else's better looking body? *snorts*

Edit: Oh yeah, I forgot. My crasy hass neighbor is doing stuff in his appartment. Like... drilling, hammering and I don't know the hell wall, right next to my bedside wall. At 8am!!! I know... If I had a job, i'd have been up... but still...

Oh... and my hair's black again... I didn't feel light anymore. I think...
Which brings me to... I finally saw Ten Inch Hero. Awesome. And found out that... hey, man, I seriously have a connection with Jensen Ackles. Or his roles, I dunno. I mean... I'm Dean in the music, food, smirk and rock'n'roll way. (And my place looks like what I imagine Dean's would look like if he settled somewhere) And I'm Preistly. Yup, yup... Since my hair's dark again, I've dug my strands of primary colored fake hair out of their boxes and I've been putting them back. Okay, so, maybe I'm just a French version of Mac, but... I do have the funny t shirts too. Most of them I made myself like... my own fake sorority ∑∆T M∑, or my 'There's a U in Ugly' t shirt.
Then ending... Aw, man, why did you have to do that? Look normal. *wheeps*

On that hopefull note... ttyl...