Jun 26, 2005 13:20
I got a job. Cashier @ Price Chopper. lol. It's okay. I actually strangely feel the urge to ring up merchandise today. lol.
Mike and I are at 11 months today. I got pissed at him last night for (again) not calling me when he promised he would. so i find him out with mia and mat and ang and people camping and i yelled at him. then we worked out everything because like usual we both look at eachother and start giggling in the middle of our arguement and we both apologized. but then i got pissed again because i wanted to spend some time with him and tell him about my day and he was just sitting drinking can after can of beer. so i just walked away and went into the tent to sleep. i wake up an hour or so later and hear mike saying he wanted to go to sleep in a bit "so i can make-out with karin but she's pissed at me right now. she hates it when i've been drinking" then after a little pause, he picks up a guitar and he continues talking hes like "i fuck up so much but i love her so much. i've been trying to write a song for her but i just cant get it into words correctly. its so hard just to take a feeling that strong and fully express it. its so hard to describe....but she means so much to me and i really want to write her something meaningful." and you know that no one else cared what he was talking about but he kept rambling on about it for a few minutes and even tried playing a few songs that he tried to write for me. it was really cute and sweet...but i was still mad at him. lol. i love him so so much though and everyone knows it. ang was talking about it yesterday. shes like "yeah, i know they argue and theyre sooo different from eachother but thgey are totally in love. you just look at them and you know. I know Woody loves her more than anything." So yeah, I dont know what to do today cuz its not like its our year yet. i think i'll take him to ben and jerry's and then we'll go somewhere like vermont or something on one of our mini-roadtrips.
I got stopped by a cop yesterday. Adams cops busted me on Fred Mason doing 51 in the 35. The guy gave me a warning, a WARNING. I was so lucky. I didnt cry or anything I just sat there expecting a ticket but i got a warning. He even wrote down 45 in the 35 (even though he clocked me at 51) just because he shouldnt have given me a warning for going 51. lol. whew that was close.