Branding all the young girls with triple sixes.
Alright, where'd I leave off?
Electric Six was great last month. Oh man, I met Tait again, and he personally invited Kevin and I to Tastefest [Taitfest] July 1st. He gave me birthday hugs, and was amazing. Johnny Na$hinal gave me a drunken kiss, and all was right with the world. More on Tait: He's my Myspace.com friend, AND I met his parents. It's meant to be.
So what else? I've been artisting a lot of sandwiches and trying to get my old job at Gamestop back. WOW has slowed down a bit. I got a hamster, his name is Phineas and he's wondeful. He likes cereal and burrowing. I've picked up Paper Mario 2 once more for the final bout. I can't wait for the next Harvest Moon to drop next month. I'm such a girl, it hurts.
I thought about it the other day. The first thing I do each morning is drive Christopher to school. The last thing I do every night is drive back from Kevin's, or wherever. In between that, there's some other stuff, but something.
Between late night excursions to various meetings/parties/obligations/plans, and not working enough, things have been okay. At least, that's what I tell myself. I've been angsty lately, so don't mind me.
I've won the last three Monopoly games. One might call this a streak. I'm a shrewed businesswoman; maybe I never should've changed my major? I don't know. I really want to play Pokemon Monopoly and be Squirtle, but I don't think there is a Squirtle, only Blastoise. I'll settle for Bulbasaur. Only if some one does his voice every time my move comes around. There is no Squirtle there is only Blastoise...What I wouldn't do for a Make-Your-Own-Opoly. One day.
Anyways, I'm meeting George in a while. I kind of miss school, but being at home isn't awful. I wish Laura weren't so busy, but I'll have my time in the sun. He and I are watching "Big Fish" and I hear it's good.
My brother brought me food back from his work last night. Such things are not common. And it actually looks tasty. His cell phone ringer is "Hustler."
Kevin's sideburns are fuller. They look lovely. I wish he'd get a tounge ring because I think they're sexxy. But it's unprofessional to be sexxy. And he's a real adult.
I made a real resume yesterday. Not for a school project, but one to actually turn into an employer.
I'm just rambling now. I want to start playing my retirement games, but I don't enjoy being in the basement so much. I still have Marsh's FF7 that looks better every day. I'm going to be so lost when Advent Children comes out unless I get on that motorcycle.
I'm going to be so lost unless I do a lot of things.
I'm a hustler, baby!
Electric Six was great last month. Oh man, I met Tait again, and he personally invited Kevin and I to Tastefest [Taitfest] July 1st. He gave me birthday hugs, and was amazing. Johnny Na$hinal gave me a drunken kiss, and all was right with the world. More on Tait: He's my Myspace.com friend, AND I met his parents. It's meant to be.
So what else? I've been artisting a lot of sandwiches and trying to get my old job at Gamestop back. WOW has slowed down a bit. I got a hamster, his name is Phineas and he's wondeful. He likes cereal and burrowing. I've picked up Paper Mario 2 once more for the final bout. I can't wait for the next Harvest Moon to drop next month. I'm such a girl, it hurts.
I thought about it the other day. The first thing I do each morning is drive Christopher to school. The last thing I do every night is drive back from Kevin's, or wherever. In between that, there's some other stuff, but something.
Between late night excursions to various meetings/parties/obligations/plans, and not working enough, things have been okay. At least, that's what I tell myself. I've been angsty lately, so don't mind me.
I've won the last three Monopoly games. One might call this a streak. I'm a shrewed businesswoman; maybe I never should've changed my major? I don't know. I really want to play Pokemon Monopoly and be Squirtle, but I don't think there is a Squirtle, only Blastoise. I'll settle for Bulbasaur. Only if some one does his voice every time my move comes around. There is no Squirtle there is only Blastoise...What I wouldn't do for a Make-Your-Own-Opoly. One day.
Anyways, I'm meeting George in a while. I kind of miss school, but being at home isn't awful. I wish Laura weren't so busy, but I'll have my time in the sun. He and I are watching "Big Fish" and I hear it's good.
My brother brought me food back from his work last night. Such things are not common. And it actually looks tasty. His cell phone ringer is "Hustler."
Kevin's sideburns are fuller. They look lovely. I wish he'd get a tounge ring because I think they're sexxy. But it's unprofessional to be sexxy. And he's a real adult.
I made a real resume yesterday. Not for a school project, but one to actually turn into an employer.
I'm just rambling now. I want to start playing my retirement games, but I don't enjoy being in the basement so much. I still have Marsh's FF7 that looks better every day. I'm going to be so lost when Advent Children comes out unless I get on that motorcycle.
I'm going to be so lost unless I do a lot of things.
I'm a hustler, baby!