so i've decided.. i pretty much just don't like the pumpkins at all:
random shit, but it's now been confirmed by two ex's that it's surprising that i paint my nails nowadays.
i don't really think this is preposterous. back in the day, i used to draw all sorts of shit on my nails.
::shrugs::
this past weekend turned out surprisingly well:
¶ hung out with sherman and folks on friday night. this guy that used to live with adam and jake at one point saw me in a bar and tried to pick me up. all i really remember of him from back then was that he was sleazy. it took me a good couple minutes of talking to him to even actually realize who he was though. . . nonetheless, his phone number fell on deaf ears.
¶ saturday was mostly sleeping in and driving to door county. had dinner with the folks (mm.. pasta..) and hung out with mallory for a while. she's cute sometimes. thumbs up.
¶ my mom was in a triathlon on sunday. it was FUCKING AMAZING. she swum 1 mile, biked 24 and topped it off with a 6 mile run (up a steep hill!). fucking amazing. it took her 3 and a half hours. i couldn't do that in a lifetime. after that, i hung out with her and one of her current beaus and ate (eating makes anything tolerable). following, met up with adam and took a sweet hike in the park. it was damn hot though and i curse summer weather.
should be heading to work right now, but i'm stalling.
got 2 tests this week. pray for me.
i'll need it.
edit: note to self in the 1-year past. when making a mix cd, do not put ben kweller on it.
what the fuck was i thinking??!?