I haven't written in awhile.
I don't know. Maybe I have and just can't remember. Or something..?
Anyway, so I have the best boyfriend ever. *nods* yep.
And hmm.. worked yesterday.. it was Steph's birthday and I wrote her a fun birthday story.. thing.. hm.
Didn't make too much in tips.. ish.. 40, but that's 4 hours, and even though I typically make more than that, some people get paid a lot less, and I get paycheck on top of that.
So.. whatever I guess.
I'm leaving at 5 and getting to the mall at 5:3o, because Nat's meeting me there.
Oooh, good times.
Then at 6 I need to go inside to work, and he's going to the club.
Manray in boston.
Kjierstin works there, he's going to hang out with her,
along with Mark and Meghan.
I wish I could see them all dressed up.. oh well.
Anyway, Thirteenth Step is fucking amazing.
When I was driving home today I got all upset about Steve again. Blech. Oh well.
During work last night.. Nat and Jess came in, I was like woot. I gave them 50% off, and I didn't get caught doing that.. I was like dag, yo. Because having visitors is fun in the sun. Ish. Damn I'm fucking lame as hell.. and hmm umm.. me and Nat came back to my house, put on Natural Born Killers which we both haven't seen in almost 4 years.. and snuggled up and fell asleep because we're damn cute or whatever. We both woke up at 1 in the morning, went our seperate ways, and I'm STILL tired. I've been getting such a decent amount of sleep.
My psych teacher came into the restaurant yesterday with his wife, too. One of the cooks was like, "Dude, he's your psych teacher? That guy's like.. 12!" blech. Hmm what else..
I'm wearing a skirt, roar.
Oh god,
I finally bought a DVD player. I have like 50 DVDs and have watched barely any of them due to lack of a DVD player. Every time I go to Newbury Comics mostly I have to buy at least one DVD. A couple days ago I bought the Pulp Fiction collector's DVD, the mexican, john q, say anything, and.. err there were 6, i can't remember.. oh.. amelie, girl, interrupted, and run lola run.. because i'm switching my vhss into dvds.
Um.
What else.
I fucking love my guitar,
and my bed,
and my boyfriend,
and olives.
But nothing else.
That is all............ fin.
Anyway, so I have the best boyfriend ever. *nods* yep.
And hmm.. worked yesterday.. it was Steph's birthday and I wrote her a fun birthday story.. thing.. hm.
Didn't make too much in tips.. ish.. 40, but that's 4 hours, and even though I typically make more than that, some people get paid a lot less, and I get paycheck on top of that.
So.. whatever I guess.
I'm leaving at 5 and getting to the mall at 5:3o, because Nat's meeting me there.
Oooh, good times.
Then at 6 I need to go inside to work, and he's going to the club.
Manray in boston.
Kjierstin works there, he's going to hang out with her,
along with Mark and Meghan.
I wish I could see them all dressed up.. oh well.
Anyway, Thirteenth Step is fucking amazing.
When I was driving home today I got all upset about Steve again. Blech. Oh well.
During work last night.. Nat and Jess came in, I was like woot. I gave them 50% off, and I didn't get caught doing that.. I was like dag, yo. Because having visitors is fun in the sun. Ish. Damn I'm fucking lame as hell.. and hmm umm.. me and Nat came back to my house, put on Natural Born Killers which we both haven't seen in almost 4 years.. and snuggled up and fell asleep because we're damn cute or whatever. We both woke up at 1 in the morning, went our seperate ways, and I'm STILL tired. I've been getting such a decent amount of sleep.
My psych teacher came into the restaurant yesterday with his wife, too. One of the cooks was like, "Dude, he's your psych teacher? That guy's like.. 12!" blech. Hmm what else..
I'm wearing a skirt, roar.
Oh god,
I finally bought a DVD player. I have like 50 DVDs and have watched barely any of them due to lack of a DVD player. Every time I go to Newbury Comics mostly I have to buy at least one DVD. A couple days ago I bought the Pulp Fiction collector's DVD, the mexican, john q, say anything, and.. err there were 6, i can't remember.. oh.. amelie, girl, interrupted, and run lola run.. because i'm switching my vhss into dvds.
Um.
What else.
I fucking love my guitar,
and my bed,
and my boyfriend,
and olives.
But nothing else.
That is all............ fin.