ohh. well i guess that makes sense. Essay comments, bring it on!! i go on livejournal a lot, i just never really have much to update about, but i'm sure i could conjure up some major fun stuff to spill out into an essay comment :)
1. have you eaten at that new gelato place in parkway?? it's like three bucks for a little itsy bitsy cup of gelato but it is SOO DELICIOUS. and you can't eat much more than the little itsy bitsy cup b/c it's so rich.
2. you HAVE to come over sometime soon. SERIOUSLY this time because i have, read em and weep, SIX kinds of ice cream right now. cookies n cream, mint chip, peanut butter cups, oatmeal cookie dough, pineapple coconut, and i forget what the last one is.. chocolate maybe? i don't remember. but seriously man, it's complete bliss. we also have indulgent cereals such as oreo o's, eggo cereal, 3 kinds of honey bunches of oats, corn pops, and rice krispies.. which could be transformed into rice krispie treats, which are ten times better.
3. what days did you say you go to cuyamaca for your es class? i forgot. but i'm there on t/th so we should hang out and snag some starbucks or something. because starbucks makes the world go round.. which is why it is probably a good thing they are on every corner.
4. anyone who reads this (or basically any other comment i leave) is going to think i weigh in at like 473289432 pounds. haha. I SWEAR I'M NOT OBSCENELY OBESE.
5. have you ever thought about how a lot of written words look like what the word means? like the word ugly.. it's such an ugly word. not dynamic whatsoever. well, idk if dynamic is the right word but still. and "happy" just looks like it should be happy. that occurred to me while i was in the process of failing a physio psych test. eek.
6. speaking of my physio psych class, i should probably go attend it, since i am aspiring to one day understand anything that has been lectured about thus far.
i hope you're having a marvelous day. and COME EAT MY ICE CREAM WITH ME!!
melissaaaa, this essay comment has made me soo happy. thank you so very much. i really do wish we could still have essay comment wars on the space...
anyway, 1. yes, i just ate there the other day! melt, i believe is the name. how hipster... it's pretty dang good as far as gelato goes, i was impressed. i don't call myself a gelato connoisseur, but i have tasted quite a few places, and that place ranks pretty high up there. they have a fat selection too, which makes me pretty happy. if you haven't already, you should go to gelato vero downtown too. they seriously know how to do gelato.
2. hahahahahaha. melissa, you are too good for words. and yes, i really am coming to your house this time. and very soon. all that food is seriously way too good to miss. invite carolyn! i would love to hang out with you both!
3. during the summer, i went to cuyamaca almost everyday depending on when i woke up or when my mom wanted to go to the gym too. cause yes, she is in the same exact class i am. but now that i have started school, i think i will only go on tuesday and thursday, which are my free days. perfect planning on my part...cause now we can actually meet up! what time are you off school/work? starbucks sounds wonderfulll, but didn't you say that coffee bean kicks its ass? but, i'm down for either. coffee always makes me happy.
4. hahahaha, you lie!
5. yup, i was actually thinking that same thing the other day with the word "vomit". it is an uggggly word. at times, it gets me sick even thinking of it...
6. good luck in that class! these days, i aspire to that same exact goal.
and yes, i am having a wonderful day! in most part, because of your comment. get back to me as soon as you can about what times you are free on those days. i would love for us to devour the world as soon as we can!
i wake up on sunday, walk into the kitchen, and there is a six pack of beer on the counter. i find this unnervingly odd, since nobody in my house drinks. i shrug it off and pour myself some oreo o's.. my mom walks in and puts the beer in the fridge. this is kind of how it went:
(mom enters kitchen) me: mom why do we have random canadian beer mom: in case we get thirsty. me: what? (mom exits kitchen and goes to bed for the rest of the day, claiming that she has bronchitis. and no, she doesn't have bronchitis.. what she has is called laziness, so says my dad)
she says things that contradict herself all the time and nobody can ever tell if she's kidding. like once i was balancing her checkbook for her and she walked by and said "if i don't have any money and get sent to jail, bring me some cigars and i promise to send you a pretty postcard"... my mom doesn't smoke. it's one of those akward moments when you don't know whether to go along with it or laugh or just sit there with an idiotic half smile on your face. haha, oh parents.
story #2. i was at work yesterday when prompted by a coworker to wake him up in 15 minutes. said coworker falls asleep in one of those folding metal chairs, spilling himself all over the break table and basically taking up the whole thing. channel 93.3 is annoyingly and unturnoffably playing all the time in the back room. said coworker truly dislikes all six of the songs they play on that station, and tends to explain how stupid each song is.
example: "melissa have you ever really thought about this song? (black eyed peas- my humps). seriously, you could take anything and plug it in there and it would still be the same song:
ima go go go to the store, to the store, yeah the store whatcha going to put there in your cart, at the store, at the store i am going to buy some yams at the store to make a pie.
and he goes on, re-wording the entire song, while it's playing in the background for the 18th time that day. we discuss how the same 6 songs are repeated endlessly and how it is so funny how people call in to request songs, because there's no point- they will play it in the next 10 minutes anyway. and if you call to request a song that won't play in the next ten minutes, then that's exactly what will happen, it won't get played.
anyway, so said coworker is asleep and dreaming and occasionally adding background noise to whichever of the 6 songs is playing. i notice his socks don't match. one high and one lowcut. i poke him up 20 minutes into his dream-fest and he kind of twitches and returns to his sleep. (okay i'm in the cuyamaca library, and the person next to me is laughing like a mad person. what??? haha)
okay anyways, i say his name a few times.. nothing. his phone rings... nothing "HEY WAKE UP!" .. nothing **kicks chair**.. nothing boss walks by, "maybe he's dead"... wakes up and says "who?"
last story of the essay comment: i was driving down a residential road in el cajon when met by a stop sign, which had been embellished to say "stop incest" with little stick people beneath it. okay so there was really no point in this story, and it was probably funnier when i was by myself in the car laughing already because my dad had just called me to ask me how to make lasagna. oh well.
i have several more stories but i think i should save them for later. and yes i have class on tuesdays and thursdays. i am open either before class around 7-9 am or between 10:45 and 11:30, but that would have to be at parkway. i'm supposed to start work at 11 but nobody really cares unless i have a lot to do... or after 6:30 after my ASL class. monday wednesday friday, anything before 11 or after 4. saturdays, wide open.
1. have you eaten at that new gelato place in parkway?? it's like three bucks for a little itsy bitsy cup of gelato but it is SOO DELICIOUS. and you can't eat much more than the little itsy bitsy cup b/c it's so rich.
2. you HAVE to come over sometime soon. SERIOUSLY this time because i have, read em and weep, SIX kinds of ice cream right now. cookies n cream, mint chip, peanut butter cups, oatmeal cookie dough, pineapple coconut, and i forget what the last one is.. chocolate maybe? i don't remember. but seriously man, it's complete bliss. we also have indulgent cereals such as oreo o's, eggo cereal, 3 kinds of honey bunches of oats, corn pops, and rice krispies.. which could be transformed into rice krispie treats, which are ten times better.
3. what days did you say you go to cuyamaca for your es class? i forgot. but i'm there on t/th so we should hang out and snag some starbucks or something. because starbucks makes the world go round.. which is why it is probably a good thing they are on every corner.
4. anyone who reads this (or basically any other comment i leave) is going to think i weigh in at like 473289432 pounds. haha. I SWEAR I'M NOT OBSCENELY OBESE.
5. have you ever thought about how a lot of written words look like what the word means? like the word ugly.. it's such an ugly word. not dynamic whatsoever. well, idk if dynamic is the right word but still. and "happy" just looks like it should be happy. that occurred to me while i was in the process of failing a physio psych test. eek.
6. speaking of my physio psych class, i should probably go attend it, since i am aspiring to one day understand anything that has been lectured about thus far.
i hope you're having a marvelous day. and COME EAT MY ICE CREAM WITH ME!!
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thank you so very much.
i really do wish we could still have essay comment wars on the space...
anyway,
1. yes, i just ate there the other day! melt, i believe is the name. how hipster...
it's pretty dang good as far as gelato goes, i was impressed. i don't call myself a gelato connoisseur, but i have tasted quite a few places, and that place ranks pretty high up there. they have a fat selection too, which makes me pretty happy. if you haven't already, you should go to gelato vero downtown too. they seriously know how to do gelato.
2. hahahahahaha. melissa, you are too good for words. and yes, i really am coming to your house this time. and very soon. all that food is seriously way too good to miss. invite carolyn! i would love to hang out with you both!
3. during the summer, i went to cuyamaca almost everyday depending on when i woke up or when my mom wanted to go to the gym too. cause yes, she is in the same exact class i am. but now that i have started school, i think i will only go on tuesday and thursday, which are my free days. perfect planning on my part...cause now we can actually meet up! what time are you off school/work? starbucks sounds wonderfulll, but didn't you say that coffee bean kicks its ass? but, i'm down for either. coffee always makes me happy.
4. hahahaha, you lie!
5. yup, i was actually thinking that same thing the other day with the word "vomit". it is an uggggly word. at times, it gets me sick even thinking of it...
6. good luck in that class! these days, i aspire to that same exact goal.
and yes, i am having a wonderful day!
in most part, because of your comment.
get back to me as soon as you can about what times you are free on those days. i would love for us to devour the world as soon as we can!
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i wake up on sunday, walk into the kitchen, and there is a six pack of beer on the counter. i find this unnervingly odd, since nobody in my house drinks. i shrug it off and pour myself some oreo o's.. my mom walks in and puts the beer in the fridge. this is kind of how it went:
(mom enters kitchen)
me: mom why do we have random canadian beer
mom: in case we get thirsty.
me: what?
(mom exits kitchen and goes to bed for the rest of the day, claiming that she has bronchitis. and no, she doesn't have bronchitis.. what she has is called laziness, so says my dad)
she says things that contradict herself all the time and nobody can ever tell if she's kidding. like once i was balancing her checkbook for her and she walked by and said "if i don't have any money and get sent to jail, bring me some cigars and i promise to send you a pretty postcard"... my mom doesn't smoke. it's one of those akward moments when you don't know whether to go along with it or laugh or just sit there with an idiotic half smile on your face. haha, oh parents.
story #2. i was at work yesterday when prompted by a coworker to wake him up in 15 minutes. said coworker falls asleep in one of those folding metal chairs, spilling himself all over the break table and basically taking up the whole thing. channel 93.3 is annoyingly and unturnoffably playing all the time in the back room. said coworker truly dislikes all six of the songs they play on that station, and tends to explain how stupid each song is.
example:
"melissa have you ever really thought about this song? (black eyed peas- my humps). seriously, you could take anything and plug it in there and it would still be the same song:
ima go go go to the store,
to the store, yeah the store
whatcha going to put there in your cart,
at the store, at the store
i am going to buy some yams
at the store to make a pie.
and he goes on, re-wording the entire song, while it's playing in the background for the 18th time that day. we discuss how the same 6 songs are repeated endlessly and how it is so funny how people call in to request songs, because there's no point- they will play it in the next 10 minutes anyway. and if you call to request a song that won't play in the next ten minutes, then that's exactly what will happen, it won't get played.
anyway, so said coworker is asleep and dreaming and occasionally adding background noise to whichever of the 6 songs is playing. i notice his socks don't match. one high and one lowcut. i poke him up 20 minutes into his dream-fest and he kind of twitches and returns to his sleep. (okay i'm in the cuyamaca library, and the person next to me is laughing like a mad person. what??? haha)
okay anyways, i say his name a few times.. nothing.
his phone rings... nothing
"HEY WAKE UP!" .. nothing
**kicks chair**.. nothing
boss walks by, "maybe he's dead"... wakes up and says "who?"
last story of the essay comment:
i was driving down a residential road in el cajon when met by a stop sign, which had been embellished to say "stop incest" with little stick people beneath it. okay so there was really no point in this story, and it was probably funnier when i was by myself in the car laughing already because my dad had just called me to ask me how to make lasagna. oh well.
i have several more stories but i think i should save them for later. and yes i have class on tuesdays and thursdays. i am open either before class around 7-9 am or between 10:45 and 11:30, but that would have to be at parkway. i'm supposed to start work at 11 but nobody really cares unless i have a lot to do... or after 6:30 after my ASL class. monday wednesday friday, anything before 11 or after 4. saturdays, wide open.
have a spendidiforous day joey.
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