so afraid of getting bored...
It's Friday, it's Friday!
So, I filed a complaint with our building about the blood situation, and I also called the ASPCA. I still don't know what happened but I sure as hell think somebody should investigate. I feel like I might need to file a police report, too.
I am so ready to leave work. I got paid today, both jobs. I guess I have neglected to mention that my new boss is my dad's childhood best friend. He's an architect and dad's a GC and didn't that work out well? I am sure that is the only reason any of ate in the 80's, when the oil economy died. Nepotism, ba-by, yeah! Rock and roll.
I am picking Foots up soon for an afternoon of fun. We're going to Petco for new squeak-babies. I thought I was obsessed with my dog until I watched True Life on MTV last night. Those fuckers are obsessed. I've never dyed Footsie pink, yo.
We finished moving ceridwyn to her new casa. We stayed over there pretty late, and met her friend Emily, who was cool as hell. She sort of reminds me of velvetseraph, the way she tells these fucking hysterical stories with great, over-the-top adjectives. We toked up a bit and laughed our asses off.
What the hell else is going on? My parents have been on my ass to trade the Jetta in, since the warranty is only valid in NM. I was thinking about moving up to a Passat, but I am really afraid of how shitty VWs seem to be lately. Any advice?
My mother also came up with the bright idea of buying me and Isaac a trailer here and letting us finish school. Um? Where was this offer two years ago when I was interested in having a house and taking classes? Now I am all about losing the excess and downsizing. I've decided they're all insane. I am moving to NY, my boyfriend's coming with me, Foots is going, too, and that's that.
kathleens has dubbed me "Trailer Girl" and it's really fucking funny. I mean, what were they thinking? That I'd jump at the chance to stay here for a few more years? In a trailer, no less? Yeah, can't wait.
This was mom yesterday, on the phone:
"Did you see the news? Did you call Kathleen?"
"Yeah, she said she was stuck in traffic for, like, years. She's ok."
[pause]
incredibly deep sigh...."huuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
"What's up, mom?"
"Well, aren't you glad you didn't already move to Albany! I mean, this is what happens when a place is overpopulated"
"Uh, no..."
I just wish you all could've heard her inflection there. Nothing like a mom-versation.
So, there are a few people here on lj that "hate" me, yet I can see on my site meter that they still read my journal. Daily. What's that all about? If they hate me so fucking much, why on earth would they be interested in what I'm up to? Hopefully I have disclosed enough in this entry to satisfy the interest. [/sarcasm] I tend to stay away from people I dislike. But then again, I'm not a drama whore.
I'm "chipper" today...watch out.
So, I filed a complaint with our building about the blood situation, and I also called the ASPCA. I still don't know what happened but I sure as hell think somebody should investigate. I feel like I might need to file a police report, too.
I am so ready to leave work. I got paid today, both jobs. I guess I have neglected to mention that my new boss is my dad's childhood best friend. He's an architect and dad's a GC and didn't that work out well? I am sure that is the only reason any of ate in the 80's, when the oil economy died. Nepotism, ba-by, yeah! Rock and roll.
I am picking Foots up soon for an afternoon of fun. We're going to Petco for new squeak-babies. I thought I was obsessed with my dog until I watched True Life on MTV last night. Those fuckers are obsessed. I've never dyed Footsie pink, yo.
We finished moving ceridwyn to her new casa. We stayed over there pretty late, and met her friend Emily, who was cool as hell. She sort of reminds me of velvetseraph, the way she tells these fucking hysterical stories with great, over-the-top adjectives. We toked up a bit and laughed our asses off.
What the hell else is going on? My parents have been on my ass to trade the Jetta in, since the warranty is only valid in NM. I was thinking about moving up to a Passat, but I am really afraid of how shitty VWs seem to be lately. Any advice?
My mother also came up with the bright idea of buying me and Isaac a trailer here and letting us finish school. Um? Where was this offer two years ago when I was interested in having a house and taking classes? Now I am all about losing the excess and downsizing. I've decided they're all insane. I am moving to NY, my boyfriend's coming with me, Foots is going, too, and that's that.
kathleens has dubbed me "Trailer Girl" and it's really fucking funny. I mean, what were they thinking? That I'd jump at the chance to stay here for a few more years? In a trailer, no less? Yeah, can't wait.
This was mom yesterday, on the phone:
"Did you see the news? Did you call Kathleen?"
"Yeah, she said she was stuck in traffic for, like, years. She's ok."
[pause]
incredibly deep sigh...."huuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
"What's up, mom?"
"Well, aren't you glad you didn't already move to Albany! I mean, this is what happens when a place is overpopulated"
"Uh, no..."
I just wish you all could've heard her inflection there. Nothing like a mom-versation.
So, there are a few people here on lj that "hate" me, yet I can see on my site meter that they still read my journal. Daily. What's that all about? If they hate me so fucking much, why on earth would they be interested in what I'm up to? Hopefully I have disclosed enough in this entry to satisfy the interest. [/sarcasm] I tend to stay away from people I dislike. But then again, I'm not a drama whore.
I'm "chipper" today...watch out.