shave my head to paste it on my face
thursday, i helped emily move her new piano. first off, pianos are super heavy. second, jim and the other guy were on one end, i was on the other. they almost knocked me down the stairs as we were carrying it.
friday, emily, beth, chauda(sp?), and i took gary, sadie, hannah, and cody, emily's nephew, to the zoo. it was fun.
emily and i went to clive after five. she was having a bad headache. i was going to drive to pick up phil, but my van had a flat tire. so we drove her car to pick him up.
phil came with us to the house of no name. we partied. i got some good pictures. i have one of kristin puking. it rules.
saturday, phil and i tried to take the tire off my van, but it wouldn't come off. we struggled with it for a couple hours to no avail.
phil left. i made myself a taco pizza for dinner. austin and melissa ate most of it.
i rode my bike to the fred phelps demonstration. i got there just as adam, dan, nick, and a lot of other people were arriving. we all stood around, wondering where fred phelps was. after an hour or so, we asked a cop. fred phelps wasn't coming.
austin and melissa showed up, as i was hanging out with lacie. emily and brandon showed up. after a couple minutes, the tornado sirens, which were about thirty feet away, started going off. talk about loud.
i rode my bike home as everyone started driving to my place. i was the first on there. oh yeah, i rule.
we sat around playing video games. i'm getting sick of video games. we, i should say they, all wanted pizza, so we went to big tomato. after a looong wait, they had their pizza and we went home. i wasn't feeling very happy or sociable, so i pretty much went right to bed. i think that pissed emily off, as she has been acting cold towards me ever since.
sunday, my dad and brother showed up to help fix my van. we tried to fix the hole, but it wasn't fixable. so we had to torch it off. it took a long time.
in this time, i made blueberry pancakes for emily, because i told her i was going to make her breakfast. but she didn't eat them. which irritated me. also, brandon smoked in front of my little brother. that pissed me off to no end. also, melissa left pictures of women from suicide girls, who were all naked, and some were masturbating, lying around our living room. if i hadn't been on top of things, my little brother could have found them. which would not have been cool. so, yeah, pissed about that too.
so van fixed, we went grocery shopping, went to do laundry, all that good stuff.
brandon left his paychecks at my place, so i called emily. she said she would be over before i went to bed. expecting her soon, i skipped the whole 'shower' thing that i've been needing. ... and i waited... and i waited... i called jim's cell phone. he said theyd be at my place in ten minutes. and i wait... ... and i wait.... twenty minutes go by and nothing. so i went to bed, pissed off. i hate people disrespecting me like that.
and then at two in the morning, i get awoken by austin and his friends hanging out, smoking pot, and playing guitar on our porch. i go downstairs and tell them to shut up. but they just come inside and keep me up until three. i was very angry. how motherfucking disrespectful.
i need new shoes. the shoes i've had for the past four years are dying.
tonight, i think i start tai chi with stacie. i'm nervous.
and tomorrow is the life changing thing that i have successfully not mentioned to anyone other than my dad. also, very nervous.
i haven't been feeling well the past couple days. things are getting to me. and i feel so alone.
friday, emily, beth, chauda(sp?), and i took gary, sadie, hannah, and cody, emily's nephew, to the zoo. it was fun.
emily and i went to clive after five. she was having a bad headache. i was going to drive to pick up phil, but my van had a flat tire. so we drove her car to pick him up.
phil came with us to the house of no name. we partied. i got some good pictures. i have one of kristin puking. it rules.
saturday, phil and i tried to take the tire off my van, but it wouldn't come off. we struggled with it for a couple hours to no avail.
phil left. i made myself a taco pizza for dinner. austin and melissa ate most of it.
i rode my bike to the fred phelps demonstration. i got there just as adam, dan, nick, and a lot of other people were arriving. we all stood around, wondering where fred phelps was. after an hour or so, we asked a cop. fred phelps wasn't coming.
austin and melissa showed up, as i was hanging out with lacie. emily and brandon showed up. after a couple minutes, the tornado sirens, which were about thirty feet away, started going off. talk about loud.
i rode my bike home as everyone started driving to my place. i was the first on there. oh yeah, i rule.
we sat around playing video games. i'm getting sick of video games. we, i should say they, all wanted pizza, so we went to big tomato. after a looong wait, they had their pizza and we went home. i wasn't feeling very happy or sociable, so i pretty much went right to bed. i think that pissed emily off, as she has been acting cold towards me ever since.
sunday, my dad and brother showed up to help fix my van. we tried to fix the hole, but it wasn't fixable. so we had to torch it off. it took a long time.
in this time, i made blueberry pancakes for emily, because i told her i was going to make her breakfast. but she didn't eat them. which irritated me. also, brandon smoked in front of my little brother. that pissed me off to no end. also, melissa left pictures of women from suicide girls, who were all naked, and some were masturbating, lying around our living room. if i hadn't been on top of things, my little brother could have found them. which would not have been cool. so, yeah, pissed about that too.
so van fixed, we went grocery shopping, went to do laundry, all that good stuff.
brandon left his paychecks at my place, so i called emily. she said she would be over before i went to bed. expecting her soon, i skipped the whole 'shower' thing that i've been needing. ... and i waited... and i waited... i called jim's cell phone. he said theyd be at my place in ten minutes. and i wait... ... and i wait.... twenty minutes go by and nothing. so i went to bed, pissed off. i hate people disrespecting me like that.
and then at two in the morning, i get awoken by austin and his friends hanging out, smoking pot, and playing guitar on our porch. i go downstairs and tell them to shut up. but they just come inside and keep me up until three. i was very angry. how motherfucking disrespectful.
i need new shoes. the shoes i've had for the past four years are dying.
tonight, i think i start tai chi with stacie. i'm nervous.
and tomorrow is the life changing thing that i have successfully not mentioned to anyone other than my dad. also, very nervous.
i haven't been feeling well the past couple days. things are getting to me. and i feel so alone.