This is Why I'm Hot

Jan 07, 2009 04:44

Here it is, 4am once again.

I was laying in bed since midnight trying to will myself to sleep. I did everything I could think of to force a trip to Lala-land, and as you can see… I had no luck. I don’t even know why I’m writting, but it seemed like the thing to do right now. I’ve got a wifbeater on and no pants. Bitty is laying next to me with her eyes shut and an extended paw resting on my thigh in a “don’t forget me” kind of way. I wish I could say my fish were sleeping next to me, but they’re gone…. Just an empty tank running with an increasing pile of crap on top of it.

Today was awesome. I got too see 3 friends and Joe! Kelli and I got together this morning and went shopping at the mall… I contemplated stopping in at Sephora to say hi to Nikki, but I didn’t feel confident in my attire for the day, so I opted no. Kelli and I were in Forever XXI looking for things to spend her gift card on… I don’t think I’ve ever seen a larger store full of clothing, and 2 floors of it might I add!! After shopping for an hour or so, we went to get Scott from work, and then Fuss from his house in Redmond…. And after one of the most ridiculously long commutes across the 520 bridge with 4 of us in the car bored with the music selection, we finally arrived at the house. After, of course, picking up sustainence and beverages. We all stuffed our faces with pizza for a while, visited with Al, then migrated to the concert that is Rock Band with surround sound in the living room. It was neat playing with so many people and taking turns…. The only person I’ve played with besides Lala and Joe is Sara and she’s not the most fun to play with. *shrug*

This blog is doing exactly what I hoped it would… I’ve yawned. Which means writing is boring my brain and soon I’ll be sleeping. yeeeeeessssssss………

The furnace can’t decide wether it’s turning on or not. It starts and stops, then starts again. It’s pissing me off, and I hate that I’m right next to it and that I’m so hot all the time. Makes me feel like a greasy pig.

Kelli, you should stop putting yourself down all the time when we hang. I have friends that are all different and original, and I enjoy them all in different ways as they bring out different parts of myself. I choose my friends to accent my personal traits, and if I didn’t like you, or thought you brought out bad qualities, I’d cut you like a fat chick from cheer squad.

Can I hear a “Y E A H” ?! *cheer step*

So yeah. You rock. And when someone says “I had a good time tonight with you guys” it doesn’t mean “yeah, Scott was way more fun to talk to but I’m glad you were there to breath air with us”. It means that YOU and Scott shared equally in the personal enjoyment of myself during the events that transpired at that time. :)

I have heartburn really bad and I’ve already eaten a couple fistfulls of Costco brand Tums. They help for about as long as the chalky texture/taste lasts in your mouth, then I’m back begging for the bottle again.

I got my first bunch of catalogs today for CDDC. Every time I think more and more about our plans for the store, I get goosebumps. And I only get goosebumps over things I’m REALLY stoked about…. So it’s a sign that I’m headed down the right career path. I flipped through a bunch of them and kept getting more excited about it all. I need to talk to my sister and find out about her student loans and see what I need to do to get myself into school again. I don’t want to be in school for 2 years, but I know getting a business AA is going to look beautiful on any application for a loan, and if the company falls through I have something that looks good on my resume!!

Joe told me tonight that Crisanna thinks I pretty much ruined her life. What-the-fuck-ever, okay? I apparently “ruined” Autumn’s life and now look… She’s living with her new girlfriend, happy and fat like nothing happened. People get over shit like this, Crisanna doesn’t. She clings, begs, cries, threatens, blackmails, cries more, pretends it’s all better, says she hates Joe, and then 2 weeks later offers to pay his phone bill. Fucking bullshit.

Alright, I think I’m done. I havn’t come up with anything else to add, and i might just not stop on the last paragraph about Crisanna if I dont wrap this up now.
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