I really like the new Journal site David!
It's nice to have them all in one place and it looks great! Are you going to link it from the episode guide or somewhere? I think we should get this project going again because the journals on the official site suck ever since they went to third person. I was bored so I made another one for Reese.
Reese’s Apartment
(Reese)
I’m in so much trouble right now. I think mom’s going to ground me forever for this one. Personally, I don’t see what the big deal is. I think credit cards are awesome! These companies give you a card and tell you how much money you’re allowed to spend. Then you can go out and buy whatever you want even if you don’t have any money to pay for it. It’s like having a huge wad of cash in your pocket all the time! The only thing you have to do is make a small payment every month until you pay it all back. They don’t even care how long it takes you to pay it back. You can take as long as you want! You just have to send in a few bucks every month to make them happy. It sounds like a sweet deal to me. I don’t know what mom is so upset about. She keeps talking about something called “interest,” but I don’t get it. Maybe I’ll ask Malcolm about it later. He knows about that kind of crap. Besides, I only owe 11 grand. That’s
way below my 20 grand limit so I think I did pretty good. I mean, I had to buy and all new clothes every time mine got dirty. Then there were a few other things that I
really needed like that gong for the bathroom. What did they expect?
I guess I wouldn’t be in this mess if I hadn’t told Mom and Dad to shut up, but I was tired from work and they kept going on and on about how I…hmmm…maybe I shouldn’t write it down. If the wrong person saw this they might use it as evidence against me or something. They kept yelling at me about that…
thing I did…and I was sick of hearing it so I told them to shut up. That’s never a good thing to say around our house. They kicked me out. I guess they thought I was going sleep behind the garage and eat cat food like I usually do. That may have worked in the past, but I have a job now so I had other options this time
I found this apartment that was fully furnished and everything. I had to lie about my age to get it, but oh well. It was
so awesome! I could cook what I wanted, watch what I wanted on TV, and do what I wanted whenever I wanted to do it…what could possibly be better than that? I invited Malcolm, Dewey and Francis over for breakfast after I moved in. Malcolm and Dewey really liked my place too, but Francis kept flipping because he was mad about Mom and Dad kicking me out. I don’t know what the hell his problem was. I think he’s still pissed because they sent him to military school. My life was good for a change so I was
glad they kicked me out. I couldn’t get him to understand that though.
My neighbors—Teddy, Lou and George—were cool guys, but they sorta got on my nerves after few days cause they always wanted me to hang out. Funny thing is, I started to feel like I should be more responsible. I did all my homework, studied for tests and still went to work everyday. I even got an A (for the first time in my whole life) on a chemistry test. I didn’t want to party all the time. It was
so strange! I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me. I just had this feeling that I should do those things. Now that I’m home, I’m starting to feel normal again. At least that’s one good thing about being here. Responsibility makes my brain hurt.
I’m home again because Mom and Dad decided to drop in for a visit. Things went great at first. They were so impressed that they told me I should keep living there. That was before they heard me talking to the credit card company on the phone. I really screwed up…I should’ve waited till they left before I called, but I was pumped about my new card that came in the mail. Mom was totally pissed when she found out I was using plastic to pay for everything. I still don’t get what the big deal is. After that, she made me come back home…well, it was more like she dragged me home by my ear. It’s still sore too. She’s been thinking up new ways to punish me for days now so it looks like I won’t be getting outta here again anytime soon. It was sweet while it lasted though!