Now I'm a graduate

With no job and a cat who keeps biting and scratching me. I've been turned down twice for jobs, with another interview on Thursday.
The cat, Jemima, keeps scratching Alyssa's hand up. She's really upset because she wanted her hands to be scratch free on the wedding day, which is 5 days away.
Holy crap, I'm getting married in 5 days.
I'm working on a new tattoo design also. I've drawn it once, but I want to make it better and more refined.

NOH8

My college's GSA did a NOH8 photo shoot. I don't have the pictures yet, but here is a picture I took with my NOH8 paint on. The camera is a webcam so it makes the paint appear backwards.

Shrinking Wedding Party

Yesterday I was feeling pretty good. It was exactly one month to the wedding. I slept well last night and got to watch TruTv. I woke up this morning feeling rested and checked my phone to see a text from my sister. It said that her daughter could no longer be the flower girl for my wedding. It was like a punch in the gut. I'm still really upset about it. I asked her why and she said that the father's family was really upset about her being in my wedding.
First off, her dad is a no good dead beat who barely claims her. Secondly, at one and a half years old, she's not even going to remember being in my wedding. It's not going to harm her psychologically. I know his family, and for the most part I really respect and like them, but right now I just want to yell at them. They're really breaking my heart.

Nightmares

As the wedding approaches, my nightmares are getting worse. Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited about my wedding. However, the problems with both of our families are stressing me out. Honestly, I'm more afraid of her side. I really get the feeling that her dad would hurt me if he could. That's mostly what my nightmares are about. Usually he shows and beats the shit out of me or he shoots me or Alyssa gets hurt and he beats me up and doesn't let me see her. In my dreams, my family just ignores me. They won't let me stay at their houses or support me. They give me shit for marrying her.
I do kind of feel ignored by my family, but I know for some of them that it's an uncomfortable topic. I wish they'd just acknowledge that they received the invitations.
I figure I'm doing pretty good in life. I'm graduating with a 3.8 or something from college. I'm applying to Grad school. I'm getting married. It's a fairly solid beginning.
Apparently, they don't think so.

My submission to the Bad Poetry Contest

Sittin back in my easy chair,

everyone knows I’m the ultimate player.

Gameboy, X Box, PS3,

all the boys are jealous of me.

Star Wars: Clone Wars, Modern Warfare:

my Call of Duty lies in Dodondogo’s lair.

Dropping Fbombs, plantin magic beans,

it makes all the elven girls scream.

F bomb? I meant bomb flowers.

I’m an advocate of flower power.

Who wouldn’t be?

Mario and Luigi touch a leaf

and get a raccoon tail;

run towards the gap, hit “a” and sail.

Stompin’ goombahs, eatin shrooms,

I go after rings with a sonic boom.

Jump back, be ready for the fallout:

You vs. me, you’d better watch out.

Wanna play a game? Welcome to my chamber.

You know me, I’m the ultimate gamer.

It needs a title. Any suggestions?