weekend to go
friday - i was supposed to go to jessica's works christmas party, but dawn decided to tell danielle and i thursday that tolga was coming down and taking us to the capital grille. and it was hush hush and only us. - i had to go. & i did. it was nice. more personal. - way more personal. puked up about 70 dollars worth of food. i don't know what it is with me and tubs. i got danielle's shower curtain. sigh.
saturday - i slept like shit. jess barrelled in to get my keys. brought me back and bagel and a horrendous coffee. i left, picked up danielle and off we went. it's not fun shopping with a blind person. we look at everything. and not in any type of pattern, up and down, left straight, left, right straight, back. ut wait, what's that. fuck man. i want in and out. i hate shopping. i've seen it all in 5 minutes i got what i want and i'm good. pleaaaaase let's go. we made it to 3-4 stores. in 5-6 hours. took her home. jess, ahm, and i decorated the tree. it's the white power tree. lots of presents underneath. the house is a wreck. it's comfy.
sunday - sigh. i slept like a fuckin' rock until i heard the doorbell. silent i stayed. it went off again. then the banging of the door began. i got up. with ninja like skills checked out front - clear. hear banging on my window. go into the bathroom. and i was caught. peeking through the blinds is jessica's mother screaming, "JESSICA I HAVE FOOOOOD". sigh. jess comes out at this point. takes care of the mother. comes back kicking the wall. g'morning. i leave fairly soon after to embark on more shopping - comando this time. i got a lot done. infact, i think i am done. no. check that - 4 more things to get. wait. 5. fuck. i did my spreadsheet. muahhah. i'll have 11 hours overtime this paycheck. sucker. and what you had me do what already on your computer. :: shakes head ::
it's been a nice weekend. music's been in the house. i've missed it. next 2 weeks are 3 day weekends. christmas is in a week. jess. i don't want to wait. :: stomps feet :: mom's going to cry when she sees what i've done. & then. comes taxes. muahahahahahahahahhaa. 07's gonna start out clean. and smooth. i'm forcing this path for awhile. i'm also going to bed.
:: salutes ::
meg and brian just sucked face.
saturday - i slept like shit. jess barrelled in to get my keys. brought me back and bagel and a horrendous coffee. i left, picked up danielle and off we went. it's not fun shopping with a blind person. we look at everything. and not in any type of pattern, up and down, left straight, left, right straight, back. ut wait, what's that. fuck man. i want in and out. i hate shopping. i've seen it all in 5 minutes i got what i want and i'm good. pleaaaaase let's go. we made it to 3-4 stores. in 5-6 hours. took her home. jess, ahm, and i decorated the tree. it's the white power tree. lots of presents underneath. the house is a wreck. it's comfy.
sunday - sigh. i slept like a fuckin' rock until i heard the doorbell. silent i stayed. it went off again. then the banging of the door began. i got up. with ninja like skills checked out front - clear. hear banging on my window. go into the bathroom. and i was caught. peeking through the blinds is jessica's mother screaming, "JESSICA I HAVE FOOOOOD". sigh. jess comes out at this point. takes care of the mother. comes back kicking the wall. g'morning. i leave fairly soon after to embark on more shopping - comando this time. i got a lot done. infact, i think i am done. no. check that - 4 more things to get. wait. 5. fuck. i did my spreadsheet. muahhah. i'll have 11 hours overtime this paycheck. sucker. and what you had me do what already on your computer. :: shakes head ::
it's been a nice weekend. music's been in the house. i've missed it. next 2 weeks are 3 day weekends. christmas is in a week. jess. i don't want to wait. :: stomps feet :: mom's going to cry when she sees what i've done. & then. comes taxes. muahahahahahahahahhaa. 07's gonna start out clean. and smooth. i'm forcing this path for awhile. i'm also going to bed.
:: salutes ::
meg and brian just sucked face.