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I am laughing my ass off right now. I found my journal from Europe yesterday which enabled me to continue my Europe scrapbook. I'm going through typing up the bits I need for the scrapbook and I came across and entry I wrote from my hotel room in Zurich. I'd been watching BBC's top ten of the week or whatever they call it and I'd jotted down some names of artists I'd liked so I could download their stuff when I got back to America. The list is as follows:
-Texas
-McFly
-Daniel Powter
This is even more ironic because I was thinking that I really ought to go download the rest of that album later. Sorry, but that amused me.
So yeah, I'm back into the scrapbooking swing of things. I put my grad party book together (it's insanely cute) and now I'm stuck in the middle of the eternal debate: do I continue on with my Europe books or do the Graduation scrapbook first? The Grad one will take a lot less time and I'm thinking I should do it while it's all still fresh in my mind, but it's almost a year for Europe stuff. So who knows. Actually, I think it's a year tomorrow I left. Yeah, it is. Huh. Weird.
Yesterday I spent the morning running errands, which included blowing an entire paycheck at Michaels and A.C. Moore. Then I dug all of the yarn out of my room (there was SOO MUCH) and sorted into individual baggies by project, that way when I finish something I can just go grab another bag and it will be a surprise! And then I went to Cheesecake Factory with Alexis which was awesome because it was punctuated by boys' drama (via phone and text) and because I could eat anything I wanted and not feel guilty because I hadn't eaten anything all day. Literally. I've stopped eating breakfast because no matter what I eat my mother yells at me and I just got so caught up I forgot about lunch and snacking. So yeah. Was all good. We made a trip into B&N too, where I acquired two Clive Cussler books as well as another called How To Aggravate a Man Every Time (And Have Him Beg For Mercy). I'm excited.
Other things are good. Work's a bummer this week because of the goddam sales and all that shit. It's so freaking stressful, and not helped by my completely random bout of PMS even though it's like a week late. *shrug* Karl is still being strange, but I don't really care anymore. Greg is just being so completely fucked up, all drama-y and whiny and he's not usually that way. He's "confused" because apparently I keep calling him an asshole and this is offensive. But anyone who knows me very well knows I swear like a pirate all the time and when I call one of my friends that I'm joking 99% of the time. Seriously. Ask Shoji. Or Mattie. Or Karl. Whatever, man. He's "trying" you know, and this is why he's upset, apparently. Whatever, "trying" doesn't make up for being a complete jackass to me for a whole freaking year, give me a break.
So yeah, now I'm going to finish typing these up and at least finish the pages I'd started before I lost the journal (which was in one of the bags of yarn under my desk, funnily enough) and... then I'll figure out what to do. Whatever. Down LBI all next week. If you want to reserve a day to come down and visit, call me!
Sometimes you've got to get the joke
It's the only thing that keeps this boat afloat
Who put this chainsaw in my spokes?
I can't change how it's wrote
-Texas
-McFly
-Daniel Powter
This is even more ironic because I was thinking that I really ought to go download the rest of that album later. Sorry, but that amused me.
So yeah, I'm back into the scrapbooking swing of things. I put my grad party book together (it's insanely cute) and now I'm stuck in the middle of the eternal debate: do I continue on with my Europe books or do the Graduation scrapbook first? The Grad one will take a lot less time and I'm thinking I should do it while it's all still fresh in my mind, but it's almost a year for Europe stuff. So who knows. Actually, I think it's a year tomorrow I left. Yeah, it is. Huh. Weird.
Yesterday I spent the morning running errands, which included blowing an entire paycheck at Michaels and A.C. Moore. Then I dug all of the yarn out of my room (there was SOO MUCH) and sorted into individual baggies by project, that way when I finish something I can just go grab another bag and it will be a surprise! And then I went to Cheesecake Factory with Alexis which was awesome because it was punctuated by boys' drama (via phone and text) and because I could eat anything I wanted and not feel guilty because I hadn't eaten anything all day. Literally. I've stopped eating breakfast because no matter what I eat my mother yells at me and I just got so caught up I forgot about lunch and snacking. So yeah. Was all good. We made a trip into B&N too, where I acquired two Clive Cussler books as well as another called How To Aggravate a Man Every Time (And Have Him Beg For Mercy). I'm excited.
Other things are good. Work's a bummer this week because of the goddam sales and all that shit. It's so freaking stressful, and not helped by my completely random bout of PMS even though it's like a week late. *shrug* Karl is still being strange, but I don't really care anymore. Greg is just being so completely fucked up, all drama-y and whiny and he's not usually that way. He's "confused" because apparently I keep calling him an asshole and this is offensive. But anyone who knows me very well knows I swear like a pirate all the time and when I call one of my friends that I'm joking 99% of the time. Seriously. Ask Shoji. Or Mattie. Or Karl. Whatever, man. He's "trying" you know, and this is why he's upset, apparently. Whatever, "trying" doesn't make up for being a complete jackass to me for a whole freaking year, give me a break.
So yeah, now I'm going to finish typing these up and at least finish the pages I'd started before I lost the journal (which was in one of the bags of yarn under my desk, funnily enough) and... then I'll figure out what to do. Whatever. Down LBI all next week. If you want to reserve a day to come down and visit, call me!
Sometimes you've got to get the joke
It's the only thing that keeps this boat afloat
Who put this chainsaw in my spokes?
I can't change how it's wrote