Lucky number Slev'
That movie was so SWEET I can't even breathe when I talk about it. I recommend that anyone who hasn't already seen Lucky Number Slevin to go see it, yesterday.
In other news: I got a flat tire today (What! Me? Having bad luck with cars? Why, I'd never...) at work. Patrick told me when he came in and I was pissed for a while, but then a couple of the guys went out and found a donut in my trunk and put it on for me. I love my IKEAN family.
Other news: I'm so, completely, 100% obsessed with these two country CD's I made Jana, I can't handle it. I thought Jacob was going to murder me when I listened to them in the shower today. Like that Carrie Underwood song. Loves it. And that Faith Hill one. And Pat Green. Ungh!
I'm SUPPOSED to meet Andre tomorrow! But I don't have a cell phone so it just may not happen. He's not very good about correspondence!
Patrick went out to the bar tonight with Ed and Derek and a few other IKEANS.. I was supposed to go but I got bored waiting for them all to get off work and went home. P-Swan told me to call him later, but I'm tired. I'm over it.
Not him though! Don't worry. Sometimes we'll be sitting there, on the phone or hanging out, and the conversation will kind of pause. Like, whatever was said is over and we're waiting for the other person to say the next thing, and he'll be like "uhh, yeah.. remember that time you fell off the bike in the middle of the street??" And totally call me out on some embarassing drunken moment, or otherwise. So unrelated, but he cracks my shit up. A good follow-up is "Uhh, yeah.. remember when you got arrested and spent the night spooning in jail?"
This kid. I swear. Last night we were talking, and he was drunk but it doesn't matter, and he came to the conclusion that we see eye-to-eye on almost every issue. Sometimes we pretend we don't just so we can fight about it, but I'm pretty sure in the end we really do.
I'm not going to lie, one time after one of our escapades with our IKEANS when I was really drunk, I peed his bed. This has happened to me, like, twice in my entire life and if it's ever happened to any of you, you know it sucks. So I was all worried, like, shit, I peed in some dudes bed. And then he goes "Uhh, I think you peed my bed last night." And laughed, and asked if next time he could pee in mine. I was embarassed but he was like "aww, it's okay, you can pee in my bed any day."
Sometimes I call him out on stupid-ass shit he does (Like, way to go Patrick) and he just smiles and nods his head in acknowledgement and pauses JUST long enough before going "uhhh, yeah.. remember that time you peed my bed?"
In other news: I got a flat tire today (What! Me? Having bad luck with cars? Why, I'd never...) at work. Patrick told me when he came in and I was pissed for a while, but then a couple of the guys went out and found a donut in my trunk and put it on for me. I love my IKEAN family.
Other news: I'm so, completely, 100% obsessed with these two country CD's I made Jana, I can't handle it. I thought Jacob was going to murder me when I listened to them in the shower today. Like that Carrie Underwood song. Loves it. And that Faith Hill one. And Pat Green. Ungh!
I'm SUPPOSED to meet Andre tomorrow! But I don't have a cell phone so it just may not happen. He's not very good about correspondence!
Patrick went out to the bar tonight with Ed and Derek and a few other IKEANS.. I was supposed to go but I got bored waiting for them all to get off work and went home. P-Swan told me to call him later, but I'm tired. I'm over it.
Not him though! Don't worry. Sometimes we'll be sitting there, on the phone or hanging out, and the conversation will kind of pause. Like, whatever was said is over and we're waiting for the other person to say the next thing, and he'll be like "uhh, yeah.. remember that time you fell off the bike in the middle of the street??" And totally call me out on some embarassing drunken moment, or otherwise. So unrelated, but he cracks my shit up. A good follow-up is "Uhh, yeah.. remember when you got arrested and spent the night spooning in jail?"
This kid. I swear. Last night we were talking, and he was drunk but it doesn't matter, and he came to the conclusion that we see eye-to-eye on almost every issue. Sometimes we pretend we don't just so we can fight about it, but I'm pretty sure in the end we really do.
I'm not going to lie, one time after one of our escapades with our IKEANS when I was really drunk, I peed his bed. This has happened to me, like, twice in my entire life and if it's ever happened to any of you, you know it sucks. So I was all worried, like, shit, I peed in some dudes bed. And then he goes "Uhh, I think you peed my bed last night." And laughed, and asked if next time he could pee in mine. I was embarassed but he was like "aww, it's okay, you can pee in my bed any day."
Sometimes I call him out on stupid-ass shit he does (Like, way to go Patrick) and he just smiles and nods his head in acknowledgement and pauses JUST long enough before going "uhhh, yeah.. remember that time you peed my bed?"