cutting up my first credit card was an emotional experience. goodbye capitalone mastercard.
fourth of july weekend was an absolute blast. i went up to lake george with some friends from my softball team and got tanked. i have a whole new appreciation for the dangers of 4-wheelers and why so many people are maimed and killed each year. drinking + small, extremely fast machines = trouble. corey started driving through the trails without headlights just to scare me so i started screaming and put my hands over his eyes until he stopped. then he drove the 4-wheeler up the side of an A-frame house and i fell off the back with him and the quad landing on top of me. yikes, good thing someone had an ample supply of ALEVE. then i spent the entire next day laid out in our tent because me and 2 other people drank an entire handle of vodka. the good news is, the local bar had the best cheeseburgers i've had in my entire life. i'm still dreaming about them and the deliciousness they brought into my life.
in other news. i am tired of being the bill collector. chasing down individual people and asking them six or seven times before i actually get a check is not my idea of a good time. i know its annoying having to write checks all the time, but i have to do it too...ON TOP of calculating and collecting everyone's shit by the time the bill is due. so give me a break, i shouldn't have to work this hard.
in other news. i am tired of being the bill collector. chasing down individual people and asking them six or seven times before i actually get a check is not my idea of a good time. i know its annoying having to write checks all the time, but i have to do it too...ON TOP of calculating and collecting everyone's shit by the time the bill is due. so give me a break, i shouldn't have to work this hard.