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FUCK! I just wrote this LONG entry and my computer fucked up and it was all deleted. Why can't this ever happen to the tiny ones? Here we go again:
So I've had this livejournal for about 3½ months and I haven't lost interest yet. Hooray! I think that in itself is cause for celebration! *throws confetti*
Today was alright, nothing big. Ran a couple of errands. It was pretty boring for the most part, but I'd take a boring day over a bad one any time. So no complaints.
Then I headed over to laser quest. There's only a few places I can go on a Saturday night where I can have fun without having to spend money, so as most people know, I go there a lot.
Elliot let my play my free birthday game today because he wants me to buy his girlfriend's car. He says he'd sell it for about $1300 and since I'm pretty much broke, that' makes me happy on the inside. It doesn't have too many problems. It's going 247,000 miles on it. But since my sister bought hers with 116k miles, for over three times as much -- AND the counter was broken, it's still at 116 (she bought it from mechanics, I think they did it on purpose) so I highly doubt it wasn't at least 150-200, so that doesn't upset me. Aside from the bleach stain in the back seat, the only other problem is that it doesn't have air conditioning. The mustang and more recently, the honda don't either, and it looks like I'm still alive. So I'll survive.
Brian grabbed my ass in the game. Two of the seven people that I know read my livejournal are either thinking "WTF!?" or "How is that abnormal?" But it is abnormal.
Because it's not the usually-a-douchebag-but-recently-nicer-for-some-reason, double-pinkies, Trind-Brian.
I'm talking about the say-"hi"-in-passing, current-LQ-employee, Borat-Brian.
So, yeah, Brian grabbed my ass. And then I took my laser and bashed it into his hands that were protecting his balls.
He then repeated what Chacey had said about me a while back, which made me wish she was still around so I could kick her ass. Before I'd leave her alone because despite her good-reasoned dislike for me, I thought she was a relatively nice, but naive, person. Now I just want to kick the shit out of her. And don't think I won't if she ever happens to show her face again, because she and Kitty are in the top five of my "Most Wanted" list.
It's been a few months since I last dyed my hair, so it's time to change it again. So any suggestions? Light brown? Black? Dark red? Orange?
..Neon green with purple polka dots?
WHAT!?
Sean and Jessie's friend died a couple days ago, so they might not be able to go tomorrow. Mix that with Brian who's apparently working, and Jenna who I don't think can make it and it almost makes me never want to make plans with more than two people at a time because they usually fall apart. It also makes me wonder why I'm not just having it on Tuesday because the only reason I chose to do it on the weekend before was because people are usually not quite as busy during the weekend, but I suppose that theory is shot.
But it doesn't matter. You know why? Because I'm going to have fun anyway. And there's nothing you can do about it. HA!
What you CAN do though is have some cake.
All you have to do is call me (or comment, I suppose if you're really lazy, but only if you're serious, 'cause I'll do it anyway)after tomorrow (Sunday) night at 9ish, and say, "Bring me some cake, BITCH!"
Rephrasing it in a slightly nicer way would be appreciated. But either will suffice.
I think I've successfully recaptured every thing I had typed before, almost word-for-word. I fucking win!
Much love.
EDIT: Dammit! Clocks are changing tonight. This is lame! I have a theory that they waited the extra week because they didn't want it to get dark out while all the little kiddies were trick-or-treating like usual, so they wouldn't get raped.
So I've had this livejournal for about 3½ months and I haven't lost interest yet. Hooray! I think that in itself is cause for celebration! *throws confetti*
Today was alright, nothing big. Ran a couple of errands. It was pretty boring for the most part, but I'd take a boring day over a bad one any time. So no complaints.
Then I headed over to laser quest. There's only a few places I can go on a Saturday night where I can have fun without having to spend money, so as most people know, I go there a lot.
Elliot let my play my free birthday game today because he wants me to buy his girlfriend's car. He says he'd sell it for about $1300 and since I'm pretty much broke, that' makes me happy on the inside. It doesn't have too many problems. It's going 247,000 miles on it. But since my sister bought hers with 116k miles, for over three times as much -- AND the counter was broken, it's still at 116 (she bought it from mechanics, I think they did it on purpose) so I highly doubt it wasn't at least 150-200, so that doesn't upset me. Aside from the bleach stain in the back seat, the only other problem is that it doesn't have air conditioning. The mustang and more recently, the honda don't either, and it looks like I'm still alive. So I'll survive.
Brian grabbed my ass in the game. Two of the seven people that I know read my livejournal are either thinking "WTF!?" or "How is that abnormal?" But it is abnormal.
Because it's not the usually-a-douchebag-but-recently-nicer-for-some-reason, double-pinkies, Trind-Brian.
I'm talking about the say-"hi"-in-passing, current-LQ-employee, Borat-Brian.
So, yeah, Brian grabbed my ass. And then I took my laser and bashed it into his hands that were protecting his balls.
He then repeated what Chacey had said about me a while back, which made me wish she was still around so I could kick her ass. Before I'd leave her alone because despite her good-reasoned dislike for me, I thought she was a relatively nice, but naive, person. Now I just want to kick the shit out of her. And don't think I won't if she ever happens to show her face again, because she and Kitty are in the top five of my "Most Wanted" list.
It's been a few months since I last dyed my hair, so it's time to change it again. So any suggestions? Light brown? Black? Dark red? Orange?
..Neon green with purple polka dots?
WHAT!?
Sean and Jessie's friend died a couple days ago, so they might not be able to go tomorrow. Mix that with Brian who's apparently working, and Jenna who I don't think can make it and it almost makes me never want to make plans with more than two people at a time because they usually fall apart. It also makes me wonder why I'm not just having it on Tuesday because the only reason I chose to do it on the weekend before was because people are usually not quite as busy during the weekend, but I suppose that theory is shot.
But it doesn't matter. You know why? Because I'm going to have fun anyway. And there's nothing you can do about it. HA!
What you CAN do though is have some cake.
All you have to do is call me (or comment, I suppose if you're really lazy, but only if you're serious, 'cause I'll do it anyway)after tomorrow (Sunday) night at 9ish, and say, "Bring me some cake, BITCH!"
Rephrasing it in a slightly nicer way would be appreciated. But either will suffice.
I think I've successfully recaptured every thing I had typed before, almost word-for-word. I fucking win!
Much love.
EDIT: Dammit! Clocks are changing tonight. This is lame! I have a theory that they waited the extra week because they didn't want it to get dark out while all the little kiddies were trick-or-treating like usual, so they wouldn't get raped.