Apparently, Oscar likes to eat roaches. Bryan takes him to pooh in the grass behind the apartment complex and he says Oscar always gobbles up one or two of them. Disgusting. I take Oscar to use the restroom within the complext, but I also get the joy of picking it up. Bleh. He seems happy though and the pup could use some protein.
Right now, I'm playing Halo 3 BETA. WHAT WHAT!!! SUCK THIS ASSHOLES!!!
Now, I'll deminish my bragging rights by saying that I am the worst Halo player on earth. I can't aim. I can't zoom. I can't figure out how to switch my guns with the new controllers, I can't figure out which guns you can use two of them. I can't walk in a straight line let alone shoot in one. I spend most of my time throwing granades, cherry pickin', and squealing into my headset. The few people that are signed up to play are like "... Female. Awww. You're so cute. You sound so little."
Yes. I admitt that I sound like a little girl. But, I like Halo 2 834539483494 x better. Probably because I'm used to the maps and the guns and etc. I have a hardtime adjusting to change. I need to get my account back up, but I hate my gamer tag: MascaraMassacre.
Actually, I like it. I need to get it back up and running again. I also need to get my own 360, because Bryan is going to hog his when Halo 3 comes out and if I every wish to play without him raggin' on my POOR sniping skills, I need to get my own. Duh. Besides, I want to play the few cutsie games I enjoy.
I'm not a video game person, most of the time. I do enjoy it sometimes though, which is probably why I suck really bad and the guys on my friend's list are there because I am female and the know what I look like. :D Ja-ja.
Today Bryan and I went to the park, laid out a blanket, and let Oscar run loose. He took a cocuple beers out there and I took some grapes and water. It was so nice out, except the wind was kind of cold. Maybe the wind will be better tomorrow. I think I'll try to take pics out there tomorrow. But, we'll see. My goal is to take pictures though. :x HAha. Right We're also going to listen to some folk music tomorrow night at the Otherlands and then maybe go to Cooper-Young for a drink or two.
I went to American Apparel today and I must admit that it's a preeeeeetty neat store. I got this today in bright metallic orange.
I also want:
with (mis)matching bottoms of course.
I ALSO want:
... Yup. Bryan said when he starts working that he'll let me get it all. (insert big ass smile here.) Hopefully he'll call Walgreens this week. Hopefully, nothing bad has happened. He keeps dodging the subject. Anyway, I get more money in July, so I'll buy it all then. I'm 25 years old. I think I'm very stylish and cool for my age and all this stuff will keep me feeling that way. At least looking it. I'm hardly conservative. Barely mature. Totally lovable! I am struggling a little bit in acting "my age."
Fuck. I'm going to be a doctor soon. I don't have to dress like a few of the stuck up girls in my class. FALL INTO THE GAP. -gags self- I can work in a hospital and still dress awesome. Anyway, I'm getting that stuff.
I was driving down main street today on my way to the cheese cake corner when I saw it. I was like, "OoOOoo. Look at all the pretty colors in that store." So of course I walked over to American Apparrel first before I picked up some slices for Bryan and I.
Anyway, I wore my tube top to the park today and looooooved it. Bryan was like, "I hope you don't walk around like that all the time." I was like "Right. I am. Actually, I think I'll go to wal-mart in Arkansas like this. I'll fit right in." Snort. Either way, I <3 it.
I'm having a little trouble with my diet. I've increased my calorie intake since Bryan has been home. I'm eating fuckin' CHEESECAKE like it's the best thing since colored t.v. I've changed my workout routine. Added an extra day. Decreased some of the running to save my knees. Incorperated some pilates. Starting tomorrow I'm going to knock off all the snacking that I do. I think that's my downfall. I'll replace the junkfood I desire with grapes, apples, oranges, yogurt, etc. I'll eat a huge dinner, because that's Bryan's favorite meal of the day. Mine is lunch. But, if I eat a huge lunch, I'll end up eating a huge dinner too. Bryan thinks I'm "not eating right" if I don't. Psshaw. I look at food and it goes straight to my ass. Does not pass go. Does not collect $200.
Anyway, I should bug Bryan for another turn at this shit. I need to take this journal off my myspace page. I don't want certain unhappy, overacheiving, assholes having access to it anymore. If they do, then that's fine.
They are unhappy and dying inside. I feel sorry for them.