i guess i will update. . .
just trying to pass the time till bed. . .i am dead on my feet:
*thinking a lot currently. seems that for doing so little i have much to think about. . .
*it is amazing how little i miss you
*college? Ireland? Grand Rapids? New Zealand? Anywere but here?
*our amazing ability to make the purchase of dishes at good will and the old ladies we had to fight with to get them.
*sometimes i miss your simplicity, other times i hate it.
*i am remembering why i never wanted to work with my sister
*i am about ready to kill litter-box girl and everyone in my department (and many who aren't) know it
*"oh, i am so fusterated i just want to give her a papercut!" "katie, calm down, you don't really mean it!"
*what happen to all the part time jobs?
*it was a look i will never forget: "i thought you understood, but i was wrong, and that hurts"
*i understood it when it was described to me, the kind of breakdown were you lay there, in the fetal position with tears streaming down your face, making no noise at all.
*sometimes i am more of a joke then i realize
*"THEY'RE MAKING OUT" "no they are not, they are just sitting there" *5 minutes later* "LOOK THEY ARE MAKING OUT" "would you shut up they are not making out and they can hear you!"
*the way he responded was of no faith at all
*i got a wicked cool flamingo oil lamp thingy. . .good find
* me and nicole on a great adventure: first the door doesn't open on one side, then we needed a screw driver to remove the bubble over the window. . .good times
*"don't spit crackers at me!". . . "shut up dough-boy" . . . "so not cool"
*they understand me. . .i don't know how or why they do, but that is okay, because they really understand me
*i found a gayer straight guy then brandon. . .
*magic 8 balls don't tell the truth. . .at least this one didn't
*i saw a message in the sand. . .it made me smile. . .and i told myself to not question where it came from or why it was there
*rich and i having a talk about the name jesus and how someway or another it turns out with both of us laughing so hard we cried
*the name dickie joe. . .
*"so i am standing there yelling 'GOD DAMMIT LUCIFER' and who knows what my catholic neighbor is thinking"
*looking for something that i can't find. . .it is hard
*not good, not bad, just uncomfortable
*another tattoo is comming. . .can't wait
*this summer isn't going to be anything like i thought it would be. . .and that is just fine with me!