dear god
this is not an open letter. merely an expression of my exasperation.
first and foremost, the most irritating human is in rachael's right now. she looks the part of the victorian hipster (does that make sense?). stupid old dresses, huge jewelry, bright red lipstick, blah blah blah. her clothes aren't the problem. it's her voice! oh god, her voice! it's so tiny and grating and whiny, as if each word says "help me waah" as it escapes out of her stupid mouth.
so she comes in with a male counterpart, who is lookin' the part. newsie hat, vest, who cares. he orders lasagna and a latte, she orders an italian soda. i work as quickly as possible to get them away from me, i can't stand listening to her! ugh! well after i serve oliver twist he realizes she did't get anything and orders more lasagna. she freaked out! like, literally, freaked out. people were staring. she stamped her foot, twirling her hair, looking at the floor whiny that she doesn't want anything. so i put the lasagna back in the fridge and walked away. she is gross.
last nite was super awesome. i watched the movie battle of algiers. fuckin' intense movie. after that was done emily picked me up from school and i went to her house to hang out for a bit before going over to cathy's to embark on my newest dungeons and dragons campaign. so far it's awesome! i'm an elven ranger and i'm badass. i'm finally playing a character that kickes ass with melee weapons, never done that before! we killed two zombies and recovered some loot. we're hereos.
after d&d i walked over to emily's. on my way, though, i did it. i called him. well, i called him twice actually. the first time it rang and rang and went to voicemail. i got nervous so i hung up. afraid he wouldn't know i called, i called him again after brief consideration. this time it rang twice and he picked up! NOOOO! apparently he had fallen asleep in his car while on a delivery. so, basically i saved him. aren't i awesome. i asked him if he wanted to hang out tomorrow [tonite] and at first he said, "yeah, i have the nite off." but then he remembered he was going to a show at guilty pleasures. of course, i could always go to that show too (except i have to be at stupid work!) but whatever. it's not meant to be, i suppose.
for now, though, i've done my share. i shall not pursue any further, as to avoid irreparable weirdness. if i see him, great. if not, who cares. i won't call him again and i won't hold my breath for him to call me either.
when i got to emily's a bunch of people were hanging out. adam, laura, simone, alex, emily, and matt. later michelina came over with chomp and nico and hung out for awhile. after michelina and laura left, adam picked up josh. we played a pretty hilarious game called true colours. it was nice to hang and play games and consume mass quantities of hooch. we stayed up really fucking late, at one point alex went and got us arby's breakfast biscuits and potato cakes, yum! after that it was pass out time. well, josh got the couch and alex got the bed. i putzed around online for a bit then curled up with a sheet and laid on the floor. very cold, very uncomfortable.
alex woke up around noon and departed on his mopedventure so i claimed the little bed. i keep going back and forth between worried and completely relaxed about the whole situation. on the one hand, he is all by himself on a fucking moped, travelling on who knows where roads who knows what kind of people! plus, we don't know exactly where he is going and judging that it's alex effing hamel, i doubt he'll call often enough to put my mind at ease. and on the other hand, alex is one of the smartest guys i've met, he's affable, logical, and he's a grown ass man. so ultimately i will decide not to worry, instead look forward to seeing everyone safely under my grandma's roof.
i slept until 1-1:30p then emily took me home. michelina and i took the boys to the dog park, i wanted to see them get out tons of energy because i imagine this will be a pretty boring weekend for them. at the dog park there is a giant field and you can walk over this mini dam thing to the woods. there are little "beaches" along the sides of the trail/lake and when there aren't many dogs to occupy the boys we take them over there to swim and be one with nature. there is one little "beach" that has this concrete walkway near it. one side is shallow muck, the other is the lake. nico and chomp walk on it and while nico is smart enough to only walk on the side he's sure of, chomp steps down on the other side and goes face first in deep ass water. oh yeah, and chomp does not like swimming. he likes standing in water. immediately i thought it was fucking hilarious but then i went into mom-mode. i hustled my ass down there to see my poor baby trying desperately to get back on this ledge. he was so freaked out and just thrashing that he couldn't quite get up. as i was getting closer to him i couldn't see his head for a minute, THAT scared the shit out of me! i got to him and just hiked him out, he certainly didn't struggle once he felt my hands on him, which was nice. it's nice knowing my dog really does love me and see me as his protector. it makes me feel special. he hopped off the wall very quickly and at first seemed really dazed and shook up, nico was freaking out! after a minute or so he was back to his old self, runnin' amuck. we went over the dry side after that and more dogs showed up. chomp never ceases to impress me each time he comes when i call him. even when in the forest. he's such an angel!
i really don't want to be at work right now. i feel like shit and everyone is annoying me. my hands feel permanently sticky, i need to get the fuck out of here. kentucky, maintenant!
xoxo
first and foremost, the most irritating human is in rachael's right now. she looks the part of the victorian hipster (does that make sense?). stupid old dresses, huge jewelry, bright red lipstick, blah blah blah. her clothes aren't the problem. it's her voice! oh god, her voice! it's so tiny and grating and whiny, as if each word says "help me waah" as it escapes out of her stupid mouth.
so she comes in with a male counterpart, who is lookin' the part. newsie hat, vest, who cares. he orders lasagna and a latte, she orders an italian soda. i work as quickly as possible to get them away from me, i can't stand listening to her! ugh! well after i serve oliver twist he realizes she did't get anything and orders more lasagna. she freaked out! like, literally, freaked out. people were staring. she stamped her foot, twirling her hair, looking at the floor whiny that she doesn't want anything. so i put the lasagna back in the fridge and walked away. she is gross.
last nite was super awesome. i watched the movie battle of algiers. fuckin' intense movie. after that was done emily picked me up from school and i went to her house to hang out for a bit before going over to cathy's to embark on my newest dungeons and dragons campaign. so far it's awesome! i'm an elven ranger and i'm badass. i'm finally playing a character that kickes ass with melee weapons, never done that before! we killed two zombies and recovered some loot. we're hereos.
after d&d i walked over to emily's. on my way, though, i did it. i called him. well, i called him twice actually. the first time it rang and rang and went to voicemail. i got nervous so i hung up. afraid he wouldn't know i called, i called him again after brief consideration. this time it rang twice and he picked up! NOOOO! apparently he had fallen asleep in his car while on a delivery. so, basically i saved him. aren't i awesome. i asked him if he wanted to hang out tomorrow [tonite] and at first he said, "yeah, i have the nite off." but then he remembered he was going to a show at guilty pleasures. of course, i could always go to that show too (except i have to be at stupid work!) but whatever. it's not meant to be, i suppose.
for now, though, i've done my share. i shall not pursue any further, as to avoid irreparable weirdness. if i see him, great. if not, who cares. i won't call him again and i won't hold my breath for him to call me either.
when i got to emily's a bunch of people were hanging out. adam, laura, simone, alex, emily, and matt. later michelina came over with chomp and nico and hung out for awhile. after michelina and laura left, adam picked up josh. we played a pretty hilarious game called true colours. it was nice to hang and play games and consume mass quantities of hooch. we stayed up really fucking late, at one point alex went and got us arby's breakfast biscuits and potato cakes, yum! after that it was pass out time. well, josh got the couch and alex got the bed. i putzed around online for a bit then curled up with a sheet and laid on the floor. very cold, very uncomfortable.
alex woke up around noon and departed on his mopedventure so i claimed the little bed. i keep going back and forth between worried and completely relaxed about the whole situation. on the one hand, he is all by himself on a fucking moped, travelling on who knows where roads who knows what kind of people! plus, we don't know exactly where he is going and judging that it's alex effing hamel, i doubt he'll call often enough to put my mind at ease. and on the other hand, alex is one of the smartest guys i've met, he's affable, logical, and he's a grown ass man. so ultimately i will decide not to worry, instead look forward to seeing everyone safely under my grandma's roof.
i slept until 1-1:30p then emily took me home. michelina and i took the boys to the dog park, i wanted to see them get out tons of energy because i imagine this will be a pretty boring weekend for them. at the dog park there is a giant field and you can walk over this mini dam thing to the woods. there are little "beaches" along the sides of the trail/lake and when there aren't many dogs to occupy the boys we take them over there to swim and be one with nature. there is one little "beach" that has this concrete walkway near it. one side is shallow muck, the other is the lake. nico and chomp walk on it and while nico is smart enough to only walk on the side he's sure of, chomp steps down on the other side and goes face first in deep ass water. oh yeah, and chomp does not like swimming. he likes standing in water. immediately i thought it was fucking hilarious but then i went into mom-mode. i hustled my ass down there to see my poor baby trying desperately to get back on this ledge. he was so freaked out and just thrashing that he couldn't quite get up. as i was getting closer to him i couldn't see his head for a minute, THAT scared the shit out of me! i got to him and just hiked him out, he certainly didn't struggle once he felt my hands on him, which was nice. it's nice knowing my dog really does love me and see me as his protector. it makes me feel special. he hopped off the wall very quickly and at first seemed really dazed and shook up, nico was freaking out! after a minute or so he was back to his old self, runnin' amuck. we went over the dry side after that and more dogs showed up. chomp never ceases to impress me each time he comes when i call him. even when in the forest. he's such an angel!
i really don't want to be at work right now. i feel like shit and everyone is annoying me. my hands feel permanently sticky, i need to get the fuck out of here. kentucky, maintenant!
xoxo