Jul 11, 2005 10:43
I heard there was this concept called relaxation. Doing nothing. I've got to schedule that in one day. Not that I'm complaining mind you. I'm so used to going, going, going and having fun going. I also get into working, working, working during the week. That's great too. Everything is pretty good in general. I even visited my parents, which was well, stressful but with all my non-relaxing no-time-to-dwell-on-it, it doesn't phase me as much.
My weekend started out like this: Oh, Im going to stay here, relax, poolside, all weekend, minus a mission for Hillary's bday with Jill.
My weekend ended up like this: Friday night - Hillary randomly shows up - "Hey! Momma told me to come get you and let you stay over, since we need more girls here with all of my brothers friends and we all need to hang out." Went and got a milkshake first, then visited Jamie, then went to her house, played on the net, watched RHPS, talked to Austin, slept, woke up watched tv with Jason and Sid (who I swear were still drunk from when they went out..) talked to Jeff (who was overseas in the Navy and DRUNK) that was the funniest conversation I ever had with a non-sober person who wanted me to speak to him as though he was sober. Went to Michael's, hung out with him and his brother Sean, met Jill for Chinese, took it back to Michael's, left for the mall with Jill and Hillary, got lost, saw cool mailboxes, went to Barnes & Nobles, met this guy named Mark who liked to comment on my comments, he had a lot in common with Hillary, so they exchanged numberoos, and it's all my fault ;),STARBUCKS and ANNOYING THINGS, Jill learned and taught us alot about Crayons, CRAYONOLOGY. Went to the mall, bought presents for Hillary, got a pimp hat, went back to Franklin, Walmart with Jill (AND THE MINIVAN that she LOOOOOOVED in front of us). Got stuff, came back here, fixed it all up pretty for Hilllary, then talked to some people online, slept.
Whew.
And now it's Sunday, and I may just get to go sit out by the pool today with some books or something. Maybe.