...CiNDeRELLa and priNce CharMinG...
i'm a nerd watching weddings on food network.
they're at disney.
dfjdsklfjsdklfjsdlf i love it.
did i tell you i had a wonderful past two days?
no not to rub it in anyone's face, i just did.
well ok, wait. tuesday night-THE DEVILS DAY-i had fun with *stina* and apparently EVERYONE else after the banquet watching The Omen at the old mill playhouse.
saw *sarah*...who i missed.
and then, after so long,
i saw mark anthony daly jr. i got kinda angry because thursday i had a grand total of three hours with him, which does not at all make up for missing him for like however many days i missed him, and it sucked. and i felt even worse that day knowing the next day-because he offered and i had to either way-that i'd be running errands ALL day.
the post office.
the library.
ocala pediatrics.
lunch was fun at KFC/A&W. he had one of those rediculous bowls of all the food mashed together. i ate a chili cheese dog and played with the jukebox.
most of the time in the HOOOOTTT as heck jeep we drove around listening to my cds and i saaaaaaaaaang a LOT-lol, i so control the radio :D
i put in my moulin rouge soundtrack and blasted it and sang the love medley song and every single time we were like nearing a red light or parking he'd turn it down and just gawk at me then look around. heh heh.
then i put in beach boys around lunch time, and the jukebox gave me a BRILLIANT idea.
johnny cash.
i went to target and after almost crying cuz i couldn't buy clothes i bought the soundtrack to walk the line---which i shouldn't have done either. and pretty much by the end of the night i had him singing with me:D
our last stops were the bank, with a woman who replaced the young person who opened my account and that sorta ticked me off.
she was older, and i mean, she had a good sense of humor...but that laugh.
oh my gosh-and she spit. it was like going to sea world for a total of five minutes where you're close enough to read the disclaimers of "first five rows will get wet".
yep. then movie gallery and winn dixie where he bought capri suns. and finally, his house where i danced a LOT all over the mattresses and he was afraid i'd fall off the bed.
but i did NOT. because i am limber. or nimble? or both. like a pouncy fox.
ok, i'm hyper.
anyway, afterwards we decided it was imperative to go to my house, see my mom before we left for the moviesssssss...ok. it wasn't imperative, i just wanted something to sound serious.
we saw XMen 3 the last stand, and i totally owe jeremiah a huge thank u for telling me to stay after the credits.
i liked the movie a lot, tho i must say that after watching the cartoons and stuff when i was younger...not what i wanted.
but then the night ended.
and i forgot my cd.
but he knows the opening verses to jackson now and sings with me.
and that's what counts right?
we got married in a fever...
hotter than a pepper sprout.
we've been talking about Jackson-
ever since the fire went out
they're at disney.
dfjdsklfjsdklfjsdlf i love it.
did i tell you i had a wonderful past two days?
no not to rub it in anyone's face, i just did.
well ok, wait. tuesday night-THE DEVILS DAY-i had fun with *stina* and apparently EVERYONE else after the banquet watching The Omen at the old mill playhouse.
saw *sarah*...who i missed.
and then, after so long,
i saw mark anthony daly jr. i got kinda angry because thursday i had a grand total of three hours with him, which does not at all make up for missing him for like however many days i missed him, and it sucked. and i felt even worse that day knowing the next day-because he offered and i had to either way-that i'd be running errands ALL day.
the post office.
the library.
ocala pediatrics.
lunch was fun at KFC/A&W. he had one of those rediculous bowls of all the food mashed together. i ate a chili cheese dog and played with the jukebox.
most of the time in the HOOOOTTT as heck jeep we drove around listening to my cds and i saaaaaaaaaang a LOT-lol, i so control the radio :D
i put in my moulin rouge soundtrack and blasted it and sang the love medley song and every single time we were like nearing a red light or parking he'd turn it down and just gawk at me then look around. heh heh.
then i put in beach boys around lunch time, and the jukebox gave me a BRILLIANT idea.
johnny cash.
i went to target and after almost crying cuz i couldn't buy clothes i bought the soundtrack to walk the line---which i shouldn't have done either. and pretty much by the end of the night i had him singing with me:D
our last stops were the bank, with a woman who replaced the young person who opened my account and that sorta ticked me off.
she was older, and i mean, she had a good sense of humor...but that laugh.
oh my gosh-and she spit. it was like going to sea world for a total of five minutes where you're close enough to read the disclaimers of "first five rows will get wet".
yep. then movie gallery and winn dixie where he bought capri suns. and finally, his house where i danced a LOT all over the mattresses and he was afraid i'd fall off the bed.
but i did NOT. because i am limber. or nimble? or both. like a pouncy fox.
ok, i'm hyper.
anyway, afterwards we decided it was imperative to go to my house, see my mom before we left for the moviesssssss...ok. it wasn't imperative, i just wanted something to sound serious.
we saw XMen 3 the last stand, and i totally owe jeremiah a huge thank u for telling me to stay after the credits.
i liked the movie a lot, tho i must say that after watching the cartoons and stuff when i was younger...not what i wanted.
but then the night ended.
and i forgot my cd.
but he knows the opening verses to jackson now and sings with me.
and that's what counts right?
we got married in a fever...
hotter than a pepper sprout.
we've been talking about Jackson-
ever since the fire went out