happy halloween. get that candy corn out of your nose.
I dug up my old esmeralda costume to deck myself out in for the trick-or-treaters, but we peobably won't even get any. well, maybe we will, cuz bob's still not back, and the door is easier to see with him gone. dad went to the trouble again this year of making little tiny goodie bags, which kinda breaks my heart, cuz we always have so many left every year. we went to qfc today to get some halloween goodies, mostly in hope of cheering up mom. ever since she got demoted at bed bath & beyond (yet still getting a raise...?) she's seemed kinda off. dad's worried. isn't that sweet? oh, note to self, call brandon and katie. ok.
ok, big news: I MAY BE GETTING A NEW CAR.
how? aunt joanie's barbie mobile. seriously, everyone calls it the barbie car. it's a 98/99 magenta saturn. SATURN. and she's decided she wants a sports car, and may be trading in/selling the barbie car to get one. but I want dad to talk to uncle carl and see if they'll sell it to us, since bob seems to be staring minivan heaven right in the eye, and oh damn, would I be FUKIIN HAPPY to have that baby fall into my lap like that! SHEEYIT!!!
but, gotta not get my heart set on it, or it won't happen. like anything else I hope for.
malcom hasn't been to history in, like, a week. he disappoints me now. what a slacker.
aaron's supposed to be calling me- yes, believe it- after he sleeps for a while. he better call me back, or I'll pitch such a bitch.
I'm gonna go do the dishes for mom. she'd like that, methinks.
but first I'm gonna try calling brandon, when I still have this energy. uh oh. I'm getting all goosebumpy. I'm nervous. good kristen, take that nervousness and channel it into positive energy....uh oh, here goes!
ok, big news: I MAY BE GETTING A NEW CAR.
how? aunt joanie's barbie mobile. seriously, everyone calls it the barbie car. it's a 98/99 magenta saturn. SATURN. and she's decided she wants a sports car, and may be trading in/selling the barbie car to get one. but I want dad to talk to uncle carl and see if they'll sell it to us, since bob seems to be staring minivan heaven right in the eye, and oh damn, would I be FUKIIN HAPPY to have that baby fall into my lap like that! SHEEYIT!!!
but, gotta not get my heart set on it, or it won't happen. like anything else I hope for.
malcom hasn't been to history in, like, a week. he disappoints me now. what a slacker.
aaron's supposed to be calling me- yes, believe it- after he sleeps for a while. he better call me back, or I'll pitch such a bitch.
I'm gonna go do the dishes for mom. she'd like that, methinks.
but first I'm gonna try calling brandon, when I still have this energy. uh oh. I'm getting all goosebumpy. I'm nervous. good kristen, take that nervousness and channel it into positive energy....uh oh, here goes!