note to self: i should have made this cast page a year ago, oh well

ME: i am 21, i work in a real estate office as the "branch administrator" (sounds flashy but it also means receptionist), i live with my fiance' in our very own home in valrico, florida with our 3 dogs:

CALLIE: my brindle pitbull who is now 2 years old. she gives hugs (believe it or not) and she likes to snuggle.

GATOR: my white "warlock" pitbull who is only 1 year old, but he is 65 lbs and acts like he is still a baby. he is precious in every way and he is the light of my life. he always makes me happy when i am sad. he is also afraid of our chiwauwa:

GEORGE: he is 14 years old. he makes funny noises ever since callie bit him when she was little. he ran away for 1 week, but he couldn't escape us that easy! we found him. his nick name is "yuck mouth" because he's old and old dogs are kinda nasty.

and last but not least:

MY FIANCE': who shall remain nameless because he doesn't know that i have a diary b/c hey, a diary is supposed to be for the authors eyes only. i let you all read it cuz we down. and i know you won't tell him if i say anything bad about him. :) anyway, he is 23 and he works at a mattress making company that sells beds to rooms to go, wicks, bed pros, mattress giant, burdines, etc. he just got promoted to supervisor so he steals beds and sells them on the DL for like 300-500 a piece. its a good side business. we just bought a new tv w/ the $$. (don't tell anyone). his mom died about 1 1/2 years ago and he doesn't have any other family. so i am his family. he has had a rough life, although he doesn't like to talk about it. i miss his mom and i know he does too, even though he doesn't like to talk about it. i moved in with him the day after his mom died on 2/3/02. we have been happily together for 2 1/2 years and are planning on getting married. although, we are not setting a date yet, because we are still young and i don't want either of us to "have to" come home every night, i want us to "want to" come home everynight. you know? so that's enough about him.

THERE IS NO ONE ELSE TO MENTION BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS ANYMORE BECAUSE I MOVED AN HOUR AWAY FROM WHERE I GREW UP... BUT THEN AGAIN, I DON'T WANT ANY FRIENDS ANYWAY. THEY ARE TOO MUCH TROUBLE. "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME YESTERDAY?" BECAUSE I DIDN'T FEEL LIKE IT BITCH, THAT'S WHY!

I KNOW, I SOUND LIKE A HEARTLESS BITCH, BUT WHY HAVE FRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE A BROTHER AND SISTER? THEY DON'T CARE IF I GET MAD AND DON'T CALL.

ANYWAY, THAT'S THE "CAST" OF MY DIARY.

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