Done with school, and I'm packing furiously, for I leave for Texas next Friday. I'm excited, but at the same time a little sad. I'm ready to go back and enjoy the company of friends, and have my own apartment. I'm just going to miss having someone to sleep next to.

I still miss my squirrels. It's just a dull ache. As I'm packing, I keep finding acorns and walnuts they hid around the house. I hope they're okay.
I found a photo of them on Chris' computer of them as babies.



I'm so getting them tattooed on me. I just need to find a damn good tattoo artist that won't charge me 24234982 dollars.

Sorry, I've been bogged down with schoolwork.

Update:
I turned 21 last Monday. Hooray for booze.

I went to Texas for Spring Break, and it was nice.

So nice, in fact, I'm going to move back to Texas. Chris and I had a long talk and he doesn't want to come with me, and we need space anyway if we want any chance of having a relationship in the future. We love each other, but I need an actual social life. We're like an old Jewish couple. Oy vey.

While in Texas, I went clubbing for the first time. It was a GOTH CLUB. Coolest thing ever. And I had creepers hitting on me! It was awesome. Hooray for the Lizard Lounge in Dallas, Texas.

I took my laptop into Best Buy, so they took it to fix a problem on my screen. So I probably won't be getting it back for a month. So for now, I'm commandeering Chris' computer for the time being.

I'm also getting a new camera tomorrow, so expect pictures of my life!


I'm only a few pounds away from my goal.

Is that it? Hmmm...I think so. I still miss my squirrels. I'm going to get a tattoo of them on one of my sides. I need a good tattoo artist.


Jenn

So, I got to see my babies for the last time before they get released sometime next week. I made up an excuse to see them. I had extra rodent blocks for them that I ordered right before I had to get rid of them, so I offered them to Nicky, the squirrel rehabber.

I'm so proud of them. Sad at the same time, because I'll miss them more than they know. Apparently, they are about to start mating season, so they'll get little squirrel girlfriends. I cried some more, but I know they'll be okay.

We're not evicted, and I FINALLY got a hold of Nicky, the rehabber of my squirrels. I get to say goodbye to them either tomorrow or Friday. I'm happy, but at the same time I'm nervous that they won't remember me.

Chris sent me some letters that I got today in the mail. He had written them from the squirrels. Apparently, they're part of a series called "World's Smallest Letters" and they were really cool.
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He pretended not to know what they were. Here's what he wrote from their point of view:
From Vyvyan:
"Hi, Mom!

I wanted to send you a letter to let you know Neil and I is alright. I told him to send one too but I's not sure he's doin's it, he's nommin a apple from the bowl. I is sorry I made you cry when you let me go, I was lookin' at the trees mom and I felt bad that you was goin' to miss us. We is havin funs today, I's can jump really far! Neil keeps lookin' at me, he wants me to come and eat. I promise I's goin' to write to you again, cuz I don't want you to cry no more.
Thanks for loving us Mom.
I love you,
Vyvyan"

Yeah, I started crying.

From Neil:
"Hey Mom!

Vyvyan said I should write to you cuz you had a sad, he said you missed us a whole bunch. I's sorry we made you cry, it's okay cuz I like it here, everything smells nice and there are vines to nibble on. Is Dad okay? He didn't look happy that we had to go. I's excited though, I heard there would be girl squirrels in our new home! I's goin' ta have babies and name them after you and Dad, cuz you took care of us when we didn't know nothin'. We's on an adventure, and I promise I's goin' to write to you wherever we go, is that okay Mom?
I love you very much,
Neil"

Even though I know my boyfriend wrote them, in a way they are very comforting. If they remember me when I go to see them one last time, I know I will be okay.




I get to see Watchmen in IMAX this weekend. Huzzah for some BIG BLUE DONG and Ozy being a fierce bitch.

So I saw the 12:01 showing of Watchmen and it was incredible. I haven't finished the comic yet, since it is massive, but the parts I had read were almost dead on. Plus, Veidt is one fierce bitch. I really liked it. Great music too!

So on Thursday Chris and I had to go talk to our landlords about our apartment. Now, they threatened to evict us if we didn't get rid of the babies. We did that and complied completely. They then requested an inspection of the apartment, set for today at 11 am, to make sure the apartment didn't smell like squirrel urine and no damage had been done. We agreed (not that we could disagree) and didn't go to sleep until 6:30 in the morning because we were cleaning and painting the bits where they squirrels had chewed on the wood. We also had to decorate to distract them from seeing any bite marks.

So, one of the landlords, Cheryl, comes over at 11 am, and we talk for about an hour. She was really impressed with the state of the apartment, but said that the owner had given us a 30 days notice. He wants to evict us, even though we have done everything they asked. The owner is known as a grade A asshole, yet he lets alcoholics and people who beat up their wives stay here, knowing very well what is going on. We had to call the cops on our downstairs neighbors one night because the husband was beating on his wife. Cheryl said that she really likes us, and that she was going to call him and try to convince him to let us stay. We have nowhere to go. And to top it all off, a bunch of people from the complex are leaving/have left due to the economy and not being able to pay rent. So Chris and I have to wait until Monday to see if we're evicted or not. I hate this sitting on pins and needles shit. I need to know ASAP if I have to find a new place to live. I hope that she can change his mind, otherwise not only are we screwed, but I gave up my baby squirrels that I love so dearly, for no reason.

Sigh.



I miss my babies. I hope I get to see them before they are released. Apparently they're living the good life of being outdoors and eating apples and avocados. But they still sleep in their little house we got them from PetCo, which is a nice thought. I hope they don't forget about me.

This morning we brought the babies to a rehabber. They were not happy to be in their cage, and were terrified when we took them out of the cage into their new enclosure. I am absolutely heart broken, as this was the one time where they let me touch them as much as they wanted.

They woke me up this morning around six am by playing around in our closet. I could tell that they knew something was wrong when I took down their fabric ark that we had gotten at PetCo. That is where they sleep at night. When we got there, the lady was very nice and said that I could visit another time or two. The night before when I spoke with her on the phone she had told me no, but I guess she saw my blubbering and took pity on me.

I called her this evening to see how they were doing, and she told me that they were exploring and climbing a whole bunch, but that they didn't sleep in the box that she had provided for them. They went to sleep inside their little fabric ark, as they have always done. They still know what's home for them.

I hope my baby squirrels remember me. Also, I have uploaded videos I have of them being cute. Highly worth checking out. http://www.youtube.com/user/jenniferodom

I have to get rid of my babies. The landlords saw them in the window and if I don't get rid of them by Monday, we're getting evicted.

Needless to say, I've been crying the past 5 hours.

It's okay, little ones. You'll have a better life now.

I feel as if time is just slipping away faster now that I'm being bogged down with so much homework. Even though a full load at my college is just five classes, I feel as if I never get a free day! It never ends - constant large amounts of math homework, I am always having to give speeches in my speech class, art projects that eat up a lot of time, and two online classes I keep forgetting about. ARGHHHH.
There's so much I want to do! I want to go visit my friends in LA, have more free time with the squirrels and not have to worry about whether or not I'll have the time to do my homework. Christ.

Yesterday the boyfriend and I ate some delicious Indian food and saw Coraline. OH MY GOD. It was amazing. I was completely fascinated the whole time. Great movie.



Neil helped me write this.

They are my world. I feel as if they are my own flesh and blood. Every morning they run into my bed and nibble on my fingers and toes to get me to wake up. They even know when it's time to go to bed, and go directly into their bed when I turn out their full-spectrum light.

I worry when their food is low. I'm always looking for new toys/treats/fruits/veggies for them to try out. I worry when I'm not at home with them. Sure, they destroyed my toaster, but I don't LOVE my toaster.

And their testicles are coming in! Hilarious.

My squirrels make me so incredibly happy.

was one of the BEST movies that I have ever seen, and I've seen A LOT of films in my time.

There are also very few movies that can make me cry, and in the theater I was trying my hardest to keep from losing my shit, while there were women sobbing loudly all around me. I wanted to just let loose and bawl, but there were people sitting right next to me not crying, so I didn't want to freak them out. Chris didn't even cry. Hmph. He thought it was a pretty movie, and I agree, but it doesn't change the fact that the film speaks to you. Every time I tried to talk afterwards (for about half an hour), my voice came out all shaky. I was a hot mess.

Everyone reading this, please go see this film. It's three hours, but very worth it. And if you don't cry, I will eat my shoe.