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It's so good to be updating tonight. I was going to go out, the usual wing night and brunswick, but, I was feeling a little under the weather and just thought I ought to stay in. So I did. Work fuckin sucks. My schedule is 12-8, Mon.-Fri. Doesn't leave much for productive activity outside of work, and I am going back on Saturday. Actually, I am going to Orlando to UCF on Saturday because my team selected myself, and two others, Teagrin and Akua, to go represent ourselves in a Florida rugby union meeting. So, this should be pretty exciting, and we may end up going to universal afterwards too. In any case, Teagrin is bringing me back to Tampa. Just in case any of you wanted to know. Alot of times I feel like this lj business is stupid because only tina and jamie care and comment with the occasional (and very much appreciated) comments from amber and kathleen. Oh well, I guess I should probably be more of a commenter too.
Funny lately how I have been feeling pretty happy almost most of the time. I really have great friends and its awesome to see how people appreciate your company. I have come in contact with so many people, old and new since I have been back and have had such a great time. Well, most of the time...except for where I got really drunk at Christine's xmas party and made an asshole of myself, and Patrick's New Year's party where all those band kids will look at me sideways for just cursing. Seriously, I know they all think I am just this crazy drunk girl who has no manners and parties too much and doesn't love God as much as I should. But, in all reality, I am just a newfound college party-girl, and this is how I have always been. AND... the Cogan's most defnitely enjoyed my booze expertise as I served Barb a Malibu and Rick a cold Guinness.
Anyways, Chelsea reminded myself the other day that I am somewhat smart. She said I am intelligent and I looked at her funny. But we all sure as hell know that I could outwit any of your asses in RealWorld tivia or the life of Lisa Lopes. I think my most intelligent and smooth talking comes after a few totties and usually happens between myself and someone that I have just met. Keep em' coming Moe!
So here are the highlights of my vacation, or lack thereof:
- Seeing Elizabeth Sinclair
- Strip club with Nate, John, Patrick
- getting crazy drunk with Chris and Liz
- the good shit I got for Christmas
- Hanging out with Jamie in MELBOURNE. It was much needed occaision.
- Clothing party hosted by my Tina
- BBQ! fuckin awesome, what a turnout.
- Gameworks/Tampa @ Chelsea's
- Trying to score pot from some kid named Chris who worked at Gameworks and hit on Chelsea's friend Danielle, who happens to be a lesbian.
- ice skating/fairvilla
- NEW YEAR'S- Patrick's.. Jenn's (charades, a drunk Bernie, smoking out @ 3 in the morning, not getting excessively drunk, a rarity in the least)
- receiving text messages from Rhode Island Tiffany.
- It not being 2005 anymore...Jesus Christ, hApPy NeW yEar!!!
So I guess I am out... I need to freekin clean my room. It is getting out of control. I'm looking around and there is an ugly mix of trombone, soccer cleats, ice cooler, mini basketball, and moccasins scattered about my room. Must fix that nonsense.
May luck and love be with you all and come visit me and buy those JBCB's at Wendy's, post commons location. Oh, by the way, Junior Bacon's are now on the 99cent menu again, but it is now made with only one piece of bacon which we tear in half before putting it on the sandwich. Ghetto, I know...but so worth it.
Funny lately how I have been feeling pretty happy almost most of the time. I really have great friends and its awesome to see how people appreciate your company. I have come in contact with so many people, old and new since I have been back and have had such a great time. Well, most of the time...except for where I got really drunk at Christine's xmas party and made an asshole of myself, and Patrick's New Year's party where all those band kids will look at me sideways for just cursing. Seriously, I know they all think I am just this crazy drunk girl who has no manners and parties too much and doesn't love God as much as I should. But, in all reality, I am just a newfound college party-girl, and this is how I have always been. AND... the Cogan's most defnitely enjoyed my booze expertise as I served Barb a Malibu and Rick a cold Guinness.
Anyways, Chelsea reminded myself the other day that I am somewhat smart. She said I am intelligent and I looked at her funny. But we all sure as hell know that I could outwit any of your asses in RealWorld tivia or the life of Lisa Lopes. I think my most intelligent and smooth talking comes after a few totties and usually happens between myself and someone that I have just met. Keep em' coming Moe!
So here are the highlights of my vacation, or lack thereof:
- Seeing Elizabeth Sinclair
- Strip club with Nate, John, Patrick
- getting crazy drunk with Chris and Liz
- the good shit I got for Christmas
- Hanging out with Jamie in MELBOURNE. It was much needed occaision.
- Clothing party hosted by my Tina
- BBQ! fuckin awesome, what a turnout.
- Gameworks/Tampa @ Chelsea's
- Trying to score pot from some kid named Chris who worked at Gameworks and hit on Chelsea's friend Danielle, who happens to be a lesbian.
- ice skating/fairvilla
- NEW YEAR'S- Patrick's.. Jenn's (charades, a drunk Bernie, smoking out @ 3 in the morning, not getting excessively drunk, a rarity in the least)
- receiving text messages from Rhode Island Tiffany.
- It not being 2005 anymore...Jesus Christ, hApPy NeW yEar!!!
So I guess I am out... I need to freekin clean my room. It is getting out of control. I'm looking around and there is an ugly mix of trombone, soccer cleats, ice cooler, mini basketball, and moccasins scattered about my room. Must fix that nonsense.
May luck and love be with you all and come visit me and buy those JBCB's at Wendy's, post commons location. Oh, by the way, Junior Bacon's are now on the 99cent menu again, but it is now made with only one piece of bacon which we tear in half before putting it on the sandwich. Ghetto, I know...but so worth it.