Remember I was telling you about how I had all the J guys after me and how it was really weird/funny that they all had names that began with J's? Well, one guy kind of separated himself from the others.

And I don't really like the nick name I had first given him. I'm talking about Jolly. It makes him sound fat. Like, Jolly Green Giant or something. But anyway,

Jolly and I have been spending so much time together. We went to Woody's on Wednesday. Well, to be honest, We met at Tom's party on Sunday of last week. But I really didn't think anything of it. We had common friends and he had a really nice car. He's older, 30, but he certainly doesn't look 30, which is nice. Then on Wednesday, he invited Deanna and Deb and me out to Woody's. When we got there, he had bought someone else with him. But the guy was a total asshole and didn't really talk to Deanna/Deb/me so I didn't really like him.

And I guess this is where I became a little evil because I had figured that the guy he bought along with him (let's call him little muscle) had a little crush on Jolly. So I went on a campaign to kind of win Jolly over to me. Which, to be honest, wasn't that hard.

I danced with Jolly at the club.

On Thursday, he invited me to a drag show which was really fun. I have never been to one so I was excited. Afterwards we went back to his place to watch a movie and cuddle. I mostly just fell asleep in his arms. He has a really nice place.

Then on Friday Jolly came over after work but I could only have him stay for a while because I live in a bad-ish part of the city and he has a really nice car. Friday being the night when all the little kiddies are outside and I was worried that something would either come flying towards the car or some hands are going to be curious. Anyway, he came over for a little bit. And I liked that. We watched a movie with the girls.

Yesterday, he invited me over to his place to do my laundry. He said he had a dinner appointment to go to later that evening but as the evening progressed, his dinner plans got canceled and so I was able to spend the whole evening with him. It was thundering so much and I couldn't reach Deanna or Deb so I asked Jolly if he could drive me home and pick those two up (Deanna had been at work today and she didn't have a car so I was worried if anything had happened to her during her commute home).

We spent the evening/night having pizza with the girls.

I don't know what to call Jolly. I don't like the name but it looks like it's sticking. He's older than any of the guys I've been with (the Jew was 25) and most certainly more wealthy. But I really don't care about the wealth as much as the fibers holding him together, you know? He's very solid and stable and I like that. He doesn't look old and doesn't feel old. Sometimes he acts young and sometimes he acts experienced which I like. And we're taking things slow because we have all the free time in the world.

I'm writing really poorly today. I'm rushing to go to work.

I'm scheduled to hang out with him today also after work. Yay.

I've been living with Deanna (and Deb) for the past week or so and all I have to say is : WOW. Who knew that I will have all the J's after me. There's the Jew, the Just, and the Jolly. (nicknames which aren't too far away from their real names, oddly enough).

Just got home from Woody's. Stealing Wi-Fi which only comes in on the toilet seat. No kidding. I literally have to make my bathroom the Wi-Fi room.

I'm going to go. This is a shit post.

I've had this hungry look in my eyes for the past week and a half. Everywhere I go, my eyes are always calculating and searching for things that I can stuff in my pockets, stuff in my car or stuff in Deb's bag. Anything that's not bolted down is fair game. Anything can be made into a cup, plate or chair.

I'm insatiable! It's not like I might actually steal anything big. It's just the rush of imagining myself carrying a huge leather sofa down Broad Street and cramming that bad boy into the front door so that when guests come over I can say, "Yeah, I got that in Milan." in reality it was just from some guy's bad judgment, I mean - generosity of not locking his doors. No, but really. I'm not going to break in some blind guy's house and say, "I'm from the electric company, would you mind moving over to the side and ignore the heaves and scraping of the furniture - we're just trying to get into the hard to reach places." and then steal his things.

Nope, that is not me at all.

But this campaign of thievery has taken a toll on my good boy image. My vocabulary has gotten from an A+ range of "thus" and "therefore's" to an absurd "psst...do you see any cameras?" and "Just wipe off the chopsticks and put them in your bag!" My Friday nights no longer consist of me going to the movies with friends but going to the Student Center late at night and itching to just drag that shitty little sofa chair out of the back door. (Yes, this really happened. We almost would have too if not for the scare of someone saying "Hey, who dat?")

Indeed, who have I become?

Perhaps, this is just a phase.

So, for the past two months I've been complaining about how my tax refund check hasn't come in yet and how I've been contemplating total anarchy when I happened to look down on the floor today at one of the books Deanna had gotten me for my birthday.  It was this "How to be a Superhero" book since I am in love with Heroes on NBC.  

So I look inside and there's this very suspicious looking envelope which on the back told me to invest in the nation's silver and gold coins.  I guess at first when I saw this I was just like, "Whatever, I'm not buying no bling, no way."  But today I decided to open the envelope because I was bored and curious (not a good combination).  The tax refund check feel onto my lap.  The date on the check?  March 9, 2007.

So I've had it for two months now.  

But I guess everything happens for a reason.  Because I really need the money now and if I had gotten the money two months ago I would have gone crazy and spent it all by now.  But now, I can not spend it all and save it for future purchases such as couches and food.  Yay for things turning out as they should.

Right now, the only thing I'm obsessed about is finding free stuff. Things I need right now (of the free variety) are: EDIT: Okay, maybe of the low-cost variety. Since I probably can't get a DVD player for free unless I punch some old lady. Which I am NOT going to do.