Worst Day of Summer
I got up and took Blake to work. Got back and Wyatt started barking. so i let him out for a bit, put him back and tip toed to my room. but he knew i was still there. (it worked yesterday) so i did it again. but he kept barking. so i just went back to sleep. i dreamed that Jeff Dunham's puppets were super heros trying to defeat this huge monster that was holding me in its big hand like King Kong does with that girl. but the monster didnt have a thing for me. haha.
so i got up after my 4 hour nap and that stupid dog is still barking. so im kinda pissed at it. i get up and let him out of his crate. and he is jumping on my and scratchin my legs and Rufus is barkin like a mad man. so i yell at him to SHUT THE FUCK UP! then i take them outside to piss. wyatt doesnt. i tell him if he pisses on the floor i will murder him.
then i take a shower and come out to see they have destroyed a mt dew carton. so i clean that up and decide to watch thier jeff dunham DVD. but idk how to work the tv contraption. there are 5 remotes. so i call blake and eventually figure it out. then want chips and dip. but cant get the jar open. i was so close to walking next door and asking for a boy to open my dip.
well i got it open and poured myself some cream soda. then watched the DVD. it didnt cheer me up. so i laid on the couch for a while. then we getting on fb when chris got home. we didnt have anything to talk about.
then we picked up blake and went back to their house. where i sat on the comp/watched nascar.
next went to blake's work to close up then to a Habachi place. we has the most boring cook ever. i think he was having a bad day. well the food was delicious.
then we come home and watch the end of Death Race. thats a good movie. but very intense.
one definate plus about the night was that chris said some guy at his work was like, "hey i heard you sister is hott" and he was like, oh? who told you that. and looked over at one of his buddies who chilled with us the other night. haha he is like 23-25 years old. DAMN STRAIGHT! blake said people she works with were kinda saying shit too. :DDDD just a bit of a needed ego boost to end a shit day.
so i got up after my 4 hour nap and that stupid dog is still barking. so im kinda pissed at it. i get up and let him out of his crate. and he is jumping on my and scratchin my legs and Rufus is barkin like a mad man. so i yell at him to SHUT THE FUCK UP! then i take them outside to piss. wyatt doesnt. i tell him if he pisses on the floor i will murder him.
then i take a shower and come out to see they have destroyed a mt dew carton. so i clean that up and decide to watch thier jeff dunham DVD. but idk how to work the tv contraption. there are 5 remotes. so i call blake and eventually figure it out. then want chips and dip. but cant get the jar open. i was so close to walking next door and asking for a boy to open my dip.
well i got it open and poured myself some cream soda. then watched the DVD. it didnt cheer me up. so i laid on the couch for a while. then we getting on fb when chris got home. we didnt have anything to talk about.
then we picked up blake and went back to their house. where i sat on the comp/watched nascar.
next went to blake's work to close up then to a Habachi place. we has the most boring cook ever. i think he was having a bad day. well the food was delicious.
then we come home and watch the end of Death Race. thats a good movie. but very intense.
one definate plus about the night was that chris said some guy at his work was like, "hey i heard you sister is hott" and he was like, oh? who told you that. and looked over at one of his buddies who chilled with us the other night. haha he is like 23-25 years old. DAMN STRAIGHT! blake said people she works with were kinda saying shit too. :DDDD just a bit of a needed ego boost to end a shit day.