wiffle ball is for pussies.
AHH. i want to go bowling.
yesterday wasn't bad. worked from two until eight, then went home and changed. (for whatever reason, i thought it'd be a good idea to wear a skirt to work... it wasnt, by the way.) then i went to anthony's to pick up him and mike, but mike had "gas pains" so it was just me and tony. we went to the firehouse and watched carlin with fred, mikey the whart, and little tony campbell. kevin and brian were there for a while, but they're no fun. hahahaha. jokes.
anyway, after we watched carlin, we played air hockey on the new table, and i kicked tony's ass. there was a party in the next room ( the banquet hall, fire hall, whatever... ) of jehovah's witnesses and whatnot, and they had an ASSSSSSS LOOOOOAAAD of food left over. and fred's friends with everyone and has that look about him that says, "i'm nice, come talk to me, cause i'm an all-around great guy! ::thumbs up::," when in actuality... he's tony's cousin.. i mean c'mon.
oh right, back to the food- there was this chocolate cake that was staring me in the face, and i just HAD to have some, and the lady at the party walked up to fred, and was like "TAKE AS MUCH AS YOU WANT." and in the ears of a caramiello or a huggins that means "take everything." so that's just what we did. and we ate cake. and cheese and crackers and cookies and other things. it was delectable. when fred was gone, tony and i talked to mikey bullshit and kevin, then kevin left, fred came back, and we all watched "haggard". funny as hell. although, i didnt get to see the whole thing, but i'll probably invest in it.
so... i bring anthony back to my house around 130 and we watched tv, and horsed around for a while. i ended up driving him home at 5:30am, and then went to bed at 6am, thus resulting in my waking up at 2:30pm today. sucked. i cleaned my room up a smidgen. lucky me.
OH OH OH. rizzieri called me. how excited am i? i'm very. VERY excited, by the way. i'm going in tomorrow morning to meet with the financial aid advisor, and chat about my options. yay. i cant wait to get a job in a salonnnn. even if it is only sweeping hair, i'll get my foot in the door, and wont be useless all my life.
y'know... whether i'm claiming to love my life, or hate it, i always love it.
know what i mean? yeah, you do.
yesterday wasn't bad. worked from two until eight, then went home and changed. (for whatever reason, i thought it'd be a good idea to wear a skirt to work... it wasnt, by the way.) then i went to anthony's to pick up him and mike, but mike had "gas pains" so it was just me and tony. we went to the firehouse and watched carlin with fred, mikey the whart, and little tony campbell. kevin and brian were there for a while, but they're no fun. hahahaha. jokes.
anyway, after we watched carlin, we played air hockey on the new table, and i kicked tony's ass. there was a party in the next room ( the banquet hall, fire hall, whatever... ) of jehovah's witnesses and whatnot, and they had an ASSSSSSS LOOOOOAAAD of food left over. and fred's friends with everyone and has that look about him that says, "i'm nice, come talk to me, cause i'm an all-around great guy! ::thumbs up::," when in actuality... he's tony's cousin.. i mean c'mon.
oh right, back to the food- there was this chocolate cake that was staring me in the face, and i just HAD to have some, and the lady at the party walked up to fred, and was like "TAKE AS MUCH AS YOU WANT." and in the ears of a caramiello or a huggins that means "take everything." so that's just what we did. and we ate cake. and cheese and crackers and cookies and other things. it was delectable. when fred was gone, tony and i talked to mikey bullshit and kevin, then kevin left, fred came back, and we all watched "haggard". funny as hell. although, i didnt get to see the whole thing, but i'll probably invest in it.
so... i bring anthony back to my house around 130 and we watched tv, and horsed around for a while. i ended up driving him home at 5:30am, and then went to bed at 6am, thus resulting in my waking up at 2:30pm today. sucked. i cleaned my room up a smidgen. lucky me.
OH OH OH. rizzieri called me. how excited am i? i'm very. VERY excited, by the way. i'm going in tomorrow morning to meet with the financial aid advisor, and chat about my options. yay. i cant wait to get a job in a salonnnn. even if it is only sweeping hair, i'll get my foot in the door, and wont be useless all my life.
y'know... whether i'm claiming to love my life, or hate it, i always love it.
know what i mean? yeah, you do.