I hate oatmeal.
Fall has finally arrived, and it makes me sad. I miss the warm weather already, it probably wouldn't be so bad if my bed wasn't so cold and lonely.... I miss Jeremy!
Last weekend was the Posen Potato Festival, and I drunk with Jeremy's parents and all their friends. It was a good time. I was very proud of the amount of alcohol I manages to take in and still be able to control myself much better than both Jeremy's dad and his dad's best friend (both whom happen to be seasoned drinkers). I had Six beers, a shot, and a pretty strong rum and coke. Not in that order, but all mixed up.
Got sick of dieting, so I'm now just trying to watch what I eat, eat more vegetables, fruit, and whole grains. Tried eating oatmeal, thought maybe I grew out of the "it makes me want to vomit" stage, but it didn't. Oatmeal is so good for you, but I can't eat but like three or four bites without wanting to be sick, and now I need to find something else to eat that hopefully will not make me feel like vomiting.
Jerry just called me, and I have a job answering phones down at the power plant for the end of next week and the full week after that. That will most definately keep me around here. I've been really tempted to go back home lately, just because I'm bored, and Craig dives me nuts. Mostly the Craig thing, I thought of myself as a really laid back person and a very accepting person, but I guess spending the last four years with just college students kind of spoiled me, and now living with a cocky know-it-all teenager, who happen to be the epitome of everything that I hated, and hated me, in high school, has got my nerves all unravelled.
Ok, I'm done ranting. Hopefully I won't wait a month to post again... but who really cares anyways.
Last weekend was the Posen Potato Festival, and I drunk with Jeremy's parents and all their friends. It was a good time. I was very proud of the amount of alcohol I manages to take in and still be able to control myself much better than both Jeremy's dad and his dad's best friend (both whom happen to be seasoned drinkers). I had Six beers, a shot, and a pretty strong rum and coke. Not in that order, but all mixed up.
Got sick of dieting, so I'm now just trying to watch what I eat, eat more vegetables, fruit, and whole grains. Tried eating oatmeal, thought maybe I grew out of the "it makes me want to vomit" stage, but it didn't. Oatmeal is so good for you, but I can't eat but like three or four bites without wanting to be sick, and now I need to find something else to eat that hopefully will not make me feel like vomiting.
Jerry just called me, and I have a job answering phones down at the power plant for the end of next week and the full week after that. That will most definately keep me around here. I've been really tempted to go back home lately, just because I'm bored, and Craig dives me nuts. Mostly the Craig thing, I thought of myself as a really laid back person and a very accepting person, but I guess spending the last four years with just college students kind of spoiled me, and now living with a cocky know-it-all teenager, who happen to be the epitome of everything that I hated, and hated me, in high school, has got my nerves all unravelled.
Ok, I'm done ranting. Hopefully I won't wait a month to post again... but who really cares anyways.