So I am here now. In case anyone wants to know where I am, I am currently living just North of Philadelphia in a little town called Melrose Park (sounds fancy, huh?). I am staying at my cousin's house. He is almost 40 I think. He has a great house. Big plasma TV too. He has offered to let me stay with him indefinitely, which is really great. The Penn State campus is not within walking distance but 'tev, I just take the bus.
So, remember how I sold my car to the mother? Well, the check cleared and I got the money, which shocked the hell out of me. I was expecting to have to raise Hell. And I don't like to raise Hell, because then I have to lower Hell afterwards and some of the demons don't want to cooperate...big mess. So yay.
Here are some other updates

Climate Life:
Sweet Virgin Mary's hymen...It is colder than a withces tit up here. It snows frequently here. Just checked the weather today....Today's High is 28 degrees and with wind-chill it feels like 18 degrees. However, I seem to be adjusting to the climate change well. It really doesn't bother me too much. If only I had some Nordic blood I would do much better. I got me a head-warming device and some hand-warming devices. However, (dramatic music plays) it is predicted that February will be the worst month this winter with increased snowfall and lower temperatures. (Dramatic music becomes apocalyptic music, gasps come from the audience, a few screams from women erupt, "Not February!") Yes, February.

Personal Life:
Me and Andy are doing well. We often go to downtown Philly and do various things. We went to a shadow puppet show which was surprisingly fun/interesting. I have had more different types of food in the last few weeks than any other time in my life. I had Thai food, Korean food, Burmese food, Japanese food, good food, bad food, ugly food. Now seriously, if you ever have Thai food get the Pad Thai. Pad Thai makes me weep with joy. Delish. And with my new, upgraded status of full-citizen (age=21), I am able to consume Happy Juice (alcohol) legally. yay.

Sports Life:
Wha?! Kasey has a Sports section of his life?! Qu'est que c'est?! Indeed, I have been keeping up with Sports, since my cuz watches a lot of it. I have become emotionally involved now. I was rooting for the Eagles, since it seemed like everyone here is insane about the Eagles. And then they went against the Saints and I had to go with the Saints because it would be nice for them to win the superbowl at least once. And I also had to represent, ya know? Then the Saints fell. And now I am rooting for the Colts because I don't want the Patriots to win. So, yea that is my sports update.

Social Life:
Haven't made too many friends around here yet. But that is just me. It takes me a while to make friends in a new area. I mean, I talk to people but I am just really selective when it comes to the people I hang with. More on this area later.

Stargate Life:
Oh My God! Seriously, I have let Stargate-SG1 take over my life. This is what usually happens when I start playing a good video game. I get sucked into it and eventually I just have to play it out of my system. It just snowballs into an insatiable desire for completion. With video games, I just have to play through the entire game (including all side-quests) and totally dominate it. This is why I had to stop playing video games. Now ever since I found 10 seasons of Stargate-SG1 online it has had a similar effect on me. I need to finish it so I can get back to real life. This is probably the reason that I haven't posted anything on LJ for a month, since every spare moment of my life has been devoted to Stargate.

Stargate exposure since my move: 92 episodes or 69 hours or 2.875 days
Total Stargate exposure: 158 episodes or 118.5 hours or 4.9375 days

I am currently on Season 8 episode 4. Only 41 more episodes to go (at least that is all that is available on the site). But the replicators have been beaten back (for now) and the Earth is in danger! gasp. (more dramatic music)

Ok, first thing is first. I just have to rant and rave about the atrocities and wrongdoings of my mother.

After hurricane Katrina I went to live with my mom. I got a car. My mom stole my keys from my dresser and wrecked my car. The whole rear-end is mangled, but it still runs (although poorly). She said she would have it looked at. After that she said she was going to have it fixed. I went without my car for weeks. I have no idea how or why I let her keep my car for so long. After weeks of dealing with this crap I told her to just give me my key back and leave the car alone. I come home early from school one day and find my car missing. I find out that my mother is having lunch with some guy at Serrano's and had taken my car. I have never been so angry in my life. So I walk to Serrano's and confront my mother in the parking lot with her "date". The only thing she said to me was that I embarrassed her on her date. That F*cking bitch! That was when my relationship with my mother just shattered. I can't stand to think about her and every time I do think about her I get so wound up and angry. There are things that I want to tell her but up until now I haven't found the right time. She is a horrible parent/person. The only thing I ever got from her is what not to do. So, anyways I left there and did not go back to the apartment for over a week (stayed with Andy).

I went back to sleeping at her apt and started looking for a place of my own. A couple days after I find out that she had taken a half-filled bottle of antibiotics of mine that I had gotten at the health center for my folliculitis (infection of hair follicles). I confronted her about that and told her that it was expensive and that she has no concept of respect for other peoples stuff and that stealing from her own son is pitiful. I told her that if she had asked I would have given it to her. So she broke down crying, said she wanted to kill herself and went through the "woe is me" routine that I could probably recite word for word because she does it at least once every 2 weeks. I would like to note at this point that she has used the "I want to kill myself" line quite frequently. Then comes the Icing on the cake. She tells me that she took them because she got an STD. What a stupid whore. I gave her the safe sex speech. If you have to be a whore be a safe whore.

So skip a few days and I am living in a house with 2 roommates. Free from my mother...or so I think. She calls me up and tells me that her car is broke down at my sister's place in Kenner. Her car is a total piece of crap, much worse than my wrecked car. I am not a mean person, so even after all of the crap she has put me through I couldn't just abandon her or have her take a taxi to work. So I ended up having to get up at 5am to take her to work for a few days. Then I had a day off from school so I just let her take the car so I wouldn't have to wake up at 5am (you might see how this could be a bad idea). So my mom calls me while I'm at work and says that we need to take a trip to my sister's place to drop off a part so that my brother-in-law can fix her car. This would be a good time to point out that since the wreck, my car drives horribly on the interstate. I told her that it can't be driven on the interstate so it can't be taken to my sister's place and that I needed to have the car right after she got off work. The part about needing the car after work was a lie, but it is a good thing that I didn't need it. So she ends up taking my car in spite of me. This is when I snapped and could no longer think about her without getting angry. I waited at her apartment doorstep for hours until she finally got back 3 hours after she was supposed to. Now here is the climax of this tale. I confront her when she arrives. I say, "you took my car to Erica's (my sister)." She says, "No I didn't I went to the grocery store." Indeed she did have groceries with her. I say, "Don't lie to me." She replies, "I'm not lying, I just..." I interrupt, "I called Erica." She stumbles around for a brief instant. "I told you I was going to Erica's", she says. Caught in her own lie, she storms inside her apt and shuts and locks the door.

So I didn't talk to her for about 3 months and refused her calls. I eventually realized that if I am going to move, I need to get my money out of her. So I reluctantly started talking to her again. Which brings me to my current status. Supposedly my mother is going to come to Baton Rouge and pay me $5000 for the car. She will take the car and I will not have to deal with her or my crappy car ever again. I can't rely on her giving me the money but I can pray really hard.

I guess my procrastination comes form me not wanting to face reality. Stupid reality. I would stop time to allow myself to finish this crap but the last time I tampered with the space-time continuum I fucked it up. I tried to give myself more time for finals but I ended up getting less time. Then the next day when finals were over and I had absolutely nothing to do I got the extra time I needed the previous day. The Jens were not happy with me, as I had robbed them of time as well. I just wanted to help.

I should be working since I have, like, 2 minutes (exaggeration) before I have to get this work shit done. I'm such a lazy ass.

I thought this whole LiveJournal thing would be a good idea since I am moving far far away to a distant land where sunlight comes only for 3 minutes each day and the land is cold and barren and...nvm. Anyway, I thought it would be good because it will:
1. let friends know what is going on in my life and allow me to stalk them in return
2. allow me to express myself since I haven't many friends in said distant land
3. keep a record of my adventures, which will undoubtedly go down in history....Undoubtedly.
4. suck more time out of my daily life, because what I really need one more website I HAVE to log into every time I get on the internet. It will come after all 70 of my email accounts, Facebook, NationStates, Stargatewars, and others.
5. I really can't think of a 5th reason, I just didn't want to end my list on the number 4. Should be a nice prime number like 5. Or maybe I should have stopped at 3, since that is my fav. number and number 4 is stupid anyways. Oh, well