But I drive on and on and on.
I just took 2 sleeping pills so I should be good and tired in about 20 minutes. In the meantime, I'm eating some really salty chips with salsa. My mouth is burning like whoa and I don't have anything to say of major importance, but hey, when do I?
Logan has slept most of the day so he'll probably keep me up most of the night. I'm preparing myself for this so I don't get so annoyed with him while he does it. It really is better if I pre-warn myself.
Planning a wedding is more stressful than I thought it would be and I'm already wondering how the hell I'm going to come up with so much money for certain things. It sure would be nice to have some help from my family, but I know that my dad can't afford it. Nothing is panning out how I thought it up in my head, but I can count on one hand the times in my life where things actually work out as planned. I try to remember that Max is the only important part of the wedding and when I do, I feel better. I just want it to be nice, I want it to be like I want it to be, and I want it to be fun. If Max was down for it, I'd run away to Vegas and get married in an Elvis chapel. =)
I like to hear Max say things about marrying me and about the wedding. It gives me butterflies and I smile so big that my face hurts like a son of a bitch.
I got a job at Wal-Mart, I'm supposed to find out when I start orientation tomorrow. I'm looking forward to getting out of the house and making some friends.
I have to find a ring for Max. One that's not Gold. It can't be shiny and it can't be too thick or too thin. I think this will be the first thing I buy out of wedding stuff when I start getting my pay checks. I'm looking forward to it.
I wanted to listen to a song on youtube so I went to type it in the address bar, but I typed redtube instead. Man, my brain must be somewhere else. Damn Max and his porn sites. I miss him.
Logan has slept most of the day so he'll probably keep me up most of the night. I'm preparing myself for this so I don't get so annoyed with him while he does it. It really is better if I pre-warn myself.
Planning a wedding is more stressful than I thought it would be and I'm already wondering how the hell I'm going to come up with so much money for certain things. It sure would be nice to have some help from my family, but I know that my dad can't afford it. Nothing is panning out how I thought it up in my head, but I can count on one hand the times in my life where things actually work out as planned. I try to remember that Max is the only important part of the wedding and when I do, I feel better. I just want it to be nice, I want it to be like I want it to be, and I want it to be fun. If Max was down for it, I'd run away to Vegas and get married in an Elvis chapel. =)
I like to hear Max say things about marrying me and about the wedding. It gives me butterflies and I smile so big that my face hurts like a son of a bitch.
I got a job at Wal-Mart, I'm supposed to find out when I start orientation tomorrow. I'm looking forward to getting out of the house and making some friends.
I have to find a ring for Max. One that's not Gold. It can't be shiny and it can't be too thick or too thin. I think this will be the first thing I buy out of wedding stuff when I start getting my pay checks. I'm looking forward to it.
I wanted to listen to a song on youtube so I went to type it in the address bar, but I typed redtube instead. Man, my brain must be somewhere else. Damn Max and his porn sites. I miss him.