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So, its cold, rainy and I want to be sleeping, but between the go damn phone and the finishing touches on the shower I cannot seem to do so. I had some nice warm soup, it was delicious. I have developed a more deep liking for tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich. Miss. Coral suggested hot tea... That too is a wonderful idea but I am more content at the moment sitting here, planted infront of the computer screen doing this crap.
**It was 25 god damned degrees outside when I left for work this morning... It was pratically still dark as well. Fuck that man, it took me almost 15 minutes to let my car warm up. Plus I saw a lotta cops on my 4 minute drive to work. SHITTY. SHITTY. SHITTY.**
I worked all weekend and got little sleep so I am kinda enjoying my relaxation time alone at the moment. Tea does sound good. Actually hot chocolate does too but since i have been pregnant that it like a hit or miss deal; either its great and it stays in me or well, yea go figure.
The next two days should be really nice. I have them both off. Monday and Tuesday and there is not a damn person who could convince me to go to work. I do however have a feeling that I will be playing band taxi tomorrow which is like a type of work, of sorts.
Tuesday is what I am really looking forward to. Heather and Ed are meeting Skot and I at Denny's, lunch shall happen probably along with BF gossip, work talk and probably funny correctional stories from Ed. I have always wanted to call him Mr. Ed, but inside felt that he might not find it as entertaining as I.
I felt super duper important this week. I talked to Sheena my dear, dear, Sheena one night for over an hour. That was great and I actually have plans to see her on Friday when I go to BF to pick up Heather. Then, the next night Heather called me, I don't even know how long we talked for but I know it was well over an hour. That too made me feel really good. More surprising that all that, not that all of that was really surprising, but Paige called me. It was odd yet rather nice as the last time I talked to her I believe she was wasted at Ed's old apt. telling me how happy she was that I had a hot boyfriend. Yea, lets not go there... I am pregnant, I might get all hormonal. LOL. None the less, it was nice. It made me go down memory lane for a few, but then I came to the quick realization that I am only 22-years old and that is a lan I don't need to travel down until I start getting grey hair. Even though there were issues layingbehind the lack of communication between Paige and I, I came to the conclusion that there have been several times in our friendship she has been horribly wrong, and I as well. Ok, maybe I wasn't horribly wrong, but yea. Ya know. I just think that I am mature enough now to realize that no matter what the past has brough that I should try my best to leave in there, where it belongs, in the PAST.
I am 22-years old and going to be a mom soon enough. I no longer live in BF or even visit there enough to get again consumed by the world of drama that waits to eat you up and spit you out. I know I should attempt to patch what was there, and though probably not completely restorable, I will put a band aid on it. OH NO, not a band aid... That makes me think of Tory, and well I just cannot mention the other person, but the story I was told did invlove a blue band aid. LMFAO!!!!! I will put a patch on it, patches are way cooler anyways. OOH, maybe a cast instead of a patch. I kept my one and only cast. I can still remember what Paige drew on it. I will put a cast on our friendship and hopefully that cast will be strong enough to support what was once there throughout the years ahead. Thats it. I have done my part.
I will also be the first to admit that I am really bad at holding grudges. This is a HUGE step in the right direction for me I feel.
Back in the happy direction I was going. Tuesday; lunch with Heather and Ed, mmmmkay? Friday; hopefully Tory will still accompany me to retrieve Heather and we shall be making a short stop (<--haha, SHORT STOP!) to visit SHEENA!!!!!!!! Saturday; returnig Heather some early ass time in the am, probably after the SKINLESS show that Psychotic Assault is playing. Sunday; SLEEP, need I say more? Monday; Albany NY, Crossroads Theater, origional Halloween movie with Skot, Toreee, and Punkie! Hell yea, bad ass-ness ahead-ness.
OOH, gotta go I want some salad!
A scary lil fact I will share with you all is that like the last 4 or so blogs that I have published, when I am done and go to enter the right time the minutes part is always 100% accurate. It is 7:34 right now and it says 4:34. W-E-I-R-D!
**It was 25 god damned degrees outside when I left for work this morning... It was pratically still dark as well. Fuck that man, it took me almost 15 minutes to let my car warm up. Plus I saw a lotta cops on my 4 minute drive to work. SHITTY. SHITTY. SHITTY.**
I worked all weekend and got little sleep so I am kinda enjoying my relaxation time alone at the moment. Tea does sound good. Actually hot chocolate does too but since i have been pregnant that it like a hit or miss deal; either its great and it stays in me or well, yea go figure.
The next two days should be really nice. I have them both off. Monday and Tuesday and there is not a damn person who could convince me to go to work. I do however have a feeling that I will be playing band taxi tomorrow which is like a type of work, of sorts.
Tuesday is what I am really looking forward to. Heather and Ed are meeting Skot and I at Denny's, lunch shall happen probably along with BF gossip, work talk and probably funny correctional stories from Ed. I have always wanted to call him Mr. Ed, but inside felt that he might not find it as entertaining as I.
I felt super duper important this week. I talked to Sheena my dear, dear, Sheena one night for over an hour. That was great and I actually have plans to see her on Friday when I go to BF to pick up Heather. Then, the next night Heather called me, I don't even know how long we talked for but I know it was well over an hour. That too made me feel really good. More surprising that all that, not that all of that was really surprising, but Paige called me. It was odd yet rather nice as the last time I talked to her I believe she was wasted at Ed's old apt. telling me how happy she was that I had a hot boyfriend. Yea, lets not go there... I am pregnant, I might get all hormonal. LOL. None the less, it was nice. It made me go down memory lane for a few, but then I came to the quick realization that I am only 22-years old and that is a lan I don't need to travel down until I start getting grey hair. Even though there were issues layingbehind the lack of communication between Paige and I, I came to the conclusion that there have been several times in our friendship she has been horribly wrong, and I as well. Ok, maybe I wasn't horribly wrong, but yea. Ya know. I just think that I am mature enough now to realize that no matter what the past has brough that I should try my best to leave in there, where it belongs, in the PAST.
I am 22-years old and going to be a mom soon enough. I no longer live in BF or even visit there enough to get again consumed by the world of drama that waits to eat you up and spit you out. I know I should attempt to patch what was there, and though probably not completely restorable, I will put a band aid on it. OH NO, not a band aid... That makes me think of Tory, and well I just cannot mention the other person, but the story I was told did invlove a blue band aid. LMFAO!!!!! I will put a patch on it, patches are way cooler anyways. OOH, maybe a cast instead of a patch. I kept my one and only cast. I can still remember what Paige drew on it. I will put a cast on our friendship and hopefully that cast will be strong enough to support what was once there throughout the years ahead. Thats it. I have done my part.
I will also be the first to admit that I am really bad at holding grudges. This is a HUGE step in the right direction for me I feel.
Back in the happy direction I was going. Tuesday; lunch with Heather and Ed, mmmmkay? Friday; hopefully Tory will still accompany me to retrieve Heather and we shall be making a short stop (<--haha, SHORT STOP!) to visit SHEENA!!!!!!!! Saturday; returnig Heather some early ass time in the am, probably after the SKINLESS show that Psychotic Assault is playing. Sunday; SLEEP, need I say more? Monday; Albany NY, Crossroads Theater, origional Halloween movie with Skot, Toreee, and Punkie! Hell yea, bad ass-ness ahead-ness.
OOH, gotta go I want some salad!
A scary lil fact I will share with you all is that like the last 4 or so blogs that I have published, when I am done and go to enter the right time the minutes part is always 100% accurate. It is 7:34 right now and it says 4:34. W-E-I-R-D!