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i'm bored so i've decided to update. i started an update yesterday and my internet explorer froze on me. i was too frustrated to type it all over again so i gave up.
last night i was feeling like crap and very much just wanted to stay home and wallow in my own self pity (and blood, since my period's been so hardcore) but my mom convinced me to go to "adult's night out" with her and the other day care peeps. so jameson and i got dressed super speedy and went. the food sucked, the music sucked and the drinks sucked even more. i had to go back and ask for some whiskey with my whiskey sour. after that the guy made them a little stronger and five drinks later i was drunk and jonesing for a good song to come on so that i could shake my rhythmless moneymaker. alas, the music never got any better and it was time to go home. my niece had agreed to drive us home but had snuck too many drinks for me to a)allow her to drive and b) get in the car with her, so after much drunken arguing we passed the keys on over to jameson. once home some of her friends arrived and we gave them some booze and some singstar and all was well. that is until the lightweights started feeling sick. two of her friends left and my niece passed out on the couch while jameson played some counterstrike and i comforted her other friend, who was vomiting and confessing her deepest darkest secrets to me in a lovely drunken slur in between retching and swearing never to touch a drink again. i finally got her to drink some water and put her to sleep. i definitely do not miss this aspect of drinking.
i've got a lot of stuff coming up that i'm looking forward to. jameson got me subway series tickets for may 12th (i think) and that will be exciting. i've been to games before but never subway series...and never good seats! whoo! i'm also looking forward to my birthday celebration, which i'm still figuring out the details for, but i know i want to drink and sing and have fun. so karaoke in june, anyone ? also, in june is nick swardson, which is bound to be hysterical. every word that comes out of his mouth makes me want to pee my pants. i was going to see lily allen, also in june, but i don't really have cash flow like that. oh well, maybe next time.
i'm bored. at least i am no longer bleeding profusely. that was incredibly unpleasant.
for whatever reason internet explorer hates my guts and keeps freezing up on me. luckily, lj now has this thing that auto-saves your entries for you. amazing, no ? it's not flawless, it doesn't save exactly what i last typed but it's better than nothing. also, copy and pasting into wordpad has helped this entry come along. whatever.
i've gotta go make dinner soon. i do not look forward to it. i'm so lazy and i hate cooking. i hate laundry too and i'm fucking doing that right now. i could never be an actual housewife. i'd end up eating bon-bons and watching ellen and rachael ray all day, never doing an ounce of housework. oh, and let's not forget judge maria lopez. it's a good thing i can follow recipes pretty well otherwise i'd be screwed. i have no knack for cooking whatsoever. my mom can stick her finger in the food (which sounds so gross) and say, "this needs more salt or more garlic..." and i'd be like, "eh, this tastes fine."
alright, off i go to finish laundry and make turkey and cheese quesadillas. suck-o-rama.