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-gah.. I missed it.
So its official, my crush of life-Scott Parker is married. Dammit. I have run into lots of our mutual friends, knowing the wedding was soon.. and I really wanted to go. But I missed it. Big time. I never got a date. So I didnt know it was last night. Daphne and David went and they lost the invite so they almost missed it too. But she filled me in just now that it was beautiful and that everyone from high school that I liked was there-dammit. I cant believe it. Ahh well. maybe I'll go to mulligans tonight to see if neone is still in town. meh.
I'm sorta sad. I was hoping they wouldnt make it to marriage. Not really b/c i still want him but more b/c of my own selfish reasons. I didnt want that crush to marry.. I wanted him to be the studly single guy in the back of my mind forever. he was not ever the kind of guy to "settle down" for anything, so it's freaky man. I'm getting old. Really old. I'll be 25 in a two n a half months! Yuck. I'm really scared of my birthday this year. I havent told anyone, but I am. I need to wake up and smell the coffee... get this shit on the road. meh.
Sooo I'm tired of Saltgrass. Not the place/people so much, but the job itself. It's hard work and w/ school, I just feel like shit all the time. I'm thinkin' of goin back to pizza slut for a bit, but I dunno. It stinks at the slut. And it puts my car through hell. But its sooooo easy there! Guess well see. I'm sick of working hard right after busting my ass at school. Saltgrass expects us to all treat our job like its the most important thing in our lives-and its not. Restaurants are shit. I cant stand how they suck u in. I used to think of managing a restaurant then eventually owning one.. but what a crock of shit. I mean seriously-- too much hard work involved there. Plus its rarely enjoyable w/ a corporation making all the decisions and rules for your store. MANN FUNK THAT!
grah. I'm good. tired all the time. gotta be at work in an hour. blah blah blah. I hope my dad gets me a new ceiling fan and mouse. cuz I need them. Im broke. not fun. hopefully I'll make enough tonight to pay for my gas. well see I guess.
So its official, my crush of life-Scott Parker is married. Dammit. I have run into lots of our mutual friends, knowing the wedding was soon.. and I really wanted to go. But I missed it. Big time. I never got a date. So I didnt know it was last night. Daphne and David went and they lost the invite so they almost missed it too. But she filled me in just now that it was beautiful and that everyone from high school that I liked was there-dammit. I cant believe it. Ahh well. maybe I'll go to mulligans tonight to see if neone is still in town. meh.
I'm sorta sad. I was hoping they wouldnt make it to marriage. Not really b/c i still want him but more b/c of my own selfish reasons. I didnt want that crush to marry.. I wanted him to be the studly single guy in the back of my mind forever. he was not ever the kind of guy to "settle down" for anything, so it's freaky man. I'm getting old. Really old. I'll be 25 in a two n a half months! Yuck. I'm really scared of my birthday this year. I havent told anyone, but I am. I need to wake up and smell the coffee... get this shit on the road. meh.
Sooo I'm tired of Saltgrass. Not the place/people so much, but the job itself. It's hard work and w/ school, I just feel like shit all the time. I'm thinkin' of goin back to pizza slut for a bit, but I dunno. It stinks at the slut. And it puts my car through hell. But its sooooo easy there! Guess well see. I'm sick of working hard right after busting my ass at school. Saltgrass expects us to all treat our job like its the most important thing in our lives-and its not. Restaurants are shit. I cant stand how they suck u in. I used to think of managing a restaurant then eventually owning one.. but what a crock of shit. I mean seriously-- too much hard work involved there. Plus its rarely enjoyable w/ a corporation making all the decisions and rules for your store. MANN FUNK THAT!
grah. I'm good. tired all the time. gotta be at work in an hour. blah blah blah. I hope my dad gets me a new ceiling fan and mouse. cuz I need them. Im broke. not fun. hopefully I'll make enough tonight to pay for my gas. well see I guess.