Chain, chain...*rapid fake snoring*....
My weekend was pretty splendid.
Let's see, Saturday, my parents woke me up to tell me that they were goin' outta town. I didn't really sleep after that, so I decided to bother my sister for a bit. Oh, haha, that reminds me. The other day, I pretended to be my cat for my sister. I did all the gestures that she normally does and then I crawl-ran out of the room. It was so fast I got rug-burn! She laughed so hard and my mom got startled because of all the clatter I made in the hallway. She thought bowling balls were falling down the stairs! Well, not really, I could only imagine she did though. Good times. Anyways, I left my sister alone and went to Julie's. Oh, that reminds me too! Before my mom and dad left the other day, my mom looked at me and gave me the "man of the house" talk. I kept making her laugh and then she dropped the "no hanky panky" bomb. Me? Hanky panky? Gee, thanks mom. Gosh, no more interrupting myself. I went to Julie's and chilled out there for a while. Then, we hatched a brilliant plan for her to hang out with my sister while I was at work. Brilliant indeed.
Julie came back to my house with me and lemme tell ya, when she teams up with my sister, the Craig-harrassing never ceases. I distinctly remember yelling "CEASE IT" a great many times before I left for work. Haha, not really, who says "cease it" nowadays anyways? Besides Benedict Arnold. Journal, you are such a card. Well, I got ready for work, which included showering and eating Spaghettios. The time came to leave, so I headed out. Something was missing though. I hadn't hugged Julie. I probably drove 100-something feet and it overcame me and said "Craig, you scoundrel, turn your automobile around and hug your girlfriend." Then, my brain told my eyes to look at the clock and it was past "go time." My brain won the argument against my heart. For this, I am disheartened...pun intended.
Work was cool. Ally did a pretty swell job of training me, I think. If anything, I feel more comfortable working with people. I still gotta get the hang of taking orders though. Anywho, work dragged on and on, and I kept thinking about that hug. I've got the romantic inside of me to thank for that. Well, work finally ended and I got a free hamburger.
When I got back home, Julie hug-tackled me onto my bed. She proceeded to put some booty bass on and then we went downstairs and ate my hamburger. We came back upstairs and somehow it became let's-tickle-Craig-until-it-hurts-or-he-pees-his-pants time. Fortunately for my sheets, the "it hurts" came first. My foolish sister taught Julie the rules of "Tickle Torture" (this game her and I made up ages ago). Needles to say, my sis is gonna get about a month's worth of bothering for that slip up.
I brought Julie home and we watched "Smallville" together. I came back home and went to bed not too long after that.
Today was supreme. I woke up early and started getting ready for work. A shower and 9 Bagel Bites later, it was off to Julie's. My sister and her had once again hatched a plan to reunite and harrass me, so I had to bring her over to Julie's house. Of course, before we could leave the house, Stephanie broke the garage door. Sigh. Well, I fixed the problem and we were off. Upon arrival at Julie's, I hugged her until my heart's content (not really, but I did hug a lot) and left for work.
Work was rather great. I met this gal named Erica and surprisingly, I was able to talk to her. We did a lot of talking about random things, but I enjoyed it. Hooray for a new friend! Anyways, work flew by and I got off early.
I rushed home and then rushed back to Julie's so we could all chill. Out of nowhere, my sister's stomach demanded Coldstone. The hunger spread to Julie, who convinced me to escort them. I wasn't in a sweet mood though, I was feelin' salty, so McDonald's fries held me over. We went back to my house and chilled out. My sister had homework to do, so Julie and I watched some more "Smallville." A couple hours later, the gals got hungry again. For some reason, I just don't get hungry anymore, and that worried them. Worried me too, actually. More time was spent deciding where to eat, so I went and sat outside by the pool to reflect. Eventually, the three of us decided to go to Saito's/Subway and grab some takeout. I ate some fryrice, yummy.
The time came again for me to bring Julie home, so we packed our things and left. On the ride to her house, I started reflecting again. I can't explain it (but I could spend hours weeks years a lifetime trying) but, there is something about her that makes me feel like I've got the only good gal out there. I feel it a little more every day. At times, I just look at her and think "I truly am blessed." A few of those times, she looks back and it's like I can hear her heart saying the exact same thing. ♥
Alright, enough mush for y'all. David came over a lil' after I came home and attempted to borrow my calculator. Unfortunately, my TI-86 was too advanced for his teacher, so he turned it down. We spent a lil' while calling Psychic Hotlines, but all of them cost money so we just hung up. Haha, don't gimme that look. He went home and I've just been watching movies the remainder of the evening.
I've got a big day tomorrow though, so I need as much sleep as I can get. Too bad I stayed up too late... G'night folks.
Let's see, Saturday, my parents woke me up to tell me that they were goin' outta town. I didn't really sleep after that, so I decided to bother my sister for a bit. Oh, haha, that reminds me. The other day, I pretended to be my cat for my sister. I did all the gestures that she normally does and then I crawl-ran out of the room. It was so fast I got rug-burn! She laughed so hard and my mom got startled because of all the clatter I made in the hallway. She thought bowling balls were falling down the stairs! Well, not really, I could only imagine she did though. Good times. Anyways, I left my sister alone and went to Julie's. Oh, that reminds me too! Before my mom and dad left the other day, my mom looked at me and gave me the "man of the house" talk. I kept making her laugh and then she dropped the "no hanky panky" bomb. Me? Hanky panky? Gee, thanks mom. Gosh, no more interrupting myself. I went to Julie's and chilled out there for a while. Then, we hatched a brilliant plan for her to hang out with my sister while I was at work. Brilliant indeed.
Julie came back to my house with me and lemme tell ya, when she teams up with my sister, the Craig-harrassing never ceases. I distinctly remember yelling "CEASE IT" a great many times before I left for work. Haha, not really, who says "cease it" nowadays anyways? Besides Benedict Arnold. Journal, you are such a card. Well, I got ready for work, which included showering and eating Spaghettios. The time came to leave, so I headed out. Something was missing though. I hadn't hugged Julie. I probably drove 100-something feet and it overcame me and said "Craig, you scoundrel, turn your automobile around and hug your girlfriend." Then, my brain told my eyes to look at the clock and it was past "go time." My brain won the argument against my heart. For this, I am disheartened...pun intended.
Work was cool. Ally did a pretty swell job of training me, I think. If anything, I feel more comfortable working with people. I still gotta get the hang of taking orders though. Anywho, work dragged on and on, and I kept thinking about that hug. I've got the romantic inside of me to thank for that. Well, work finally ended and I got a free hamburger.
When I got back home, Julie hug-tackled me onto my bed. She proceeded to put some booty bass on and then we went downstairs and ate my hamburger. We came back upstairs and somehow it became let's-tickle-Craig-until-it-hurts-or-he-pees-his-pants time. Fortunately for my sheets, the "it hurts" came first. My foolish sister taught Julie the rules of "Tickle Torture" (this game her and I made up ages ago). Needles to say, my sis is gonna get about a month's worth of bothering for that slip up.
I brought Julie home and we watched "Smallville" together. I came back home and went to bed not too long after that.
Today was supreme. I woke up early and started getting ready for work. A shower and 9 Bagel Bites later, it was off to Julie's. My sister and her had once again hatched a plan to reunite and harrass me, so I had to bring her over to Julie's house. Of course, before we could leave the house, Stephanie broke the garage door. Sigh. Well, I fixed the problem and we were off. Upon arrival at Julie's, I hugged her until my heart's content (not really, but I did hug a lot) and left for work.
Work was rather great. I met this gal named Erica and surprisingly, I was able to talk to her. We did a lot of talking about random things, but I enjoyed it. Hooray for a new friend! Anyways, work flew by and I got off early.
I rushed home and then rushed back to Julie's so we could all chill. Out of nowhere, my sister's stomach demanded Coldstone. The hunger spread to Julie, who convinced me to escort them. I wasn't in a sweet mood though, I was feelin' salty, so McDonald's fries held me over. We went back to my house and chilled out. My sister had homework to do, so Julie and I watched some more "Smallville." A couple hours later, the gals got hungry again. For some reason, I just don't get hungry anymore, and that worried them. Worried me too, actually. More time was spent deciding where to eat, so I went and sat outside by the pool to reflect. Eventually, the three of us decided to go to Saito's/Subway and grab some takeout. I ate some fryrice, yummy.
The time came again for me to bring Julie home, so we packed our things and left. On the ride to her house, I started reflecting again. I can't explain it (but I could spend hours weeks years a lifetime trying) but, there is something about her that makes me feel like I've got the only good gal out there. I feel it a little more every day. At times, I just look at her and think "I truly am blessed." A few of those times, she looks back and it's like I can hear her heart saying the exact same thing. ♥
Alright, enough mush for y'all. David came over a lil' after I came home and attempted to borrow my calculator. Unfortunately, my TI-86 was too advanced for his teacher, so he turned it down. We spent a lil' while calling Psychic Hotlines, but all of them cost money so we just hung up. Haha, don't gimme that look. He went home and I've just been watching movies the remainder of the evening.
I've got a big day tomorrow though, so I need as much sleep as I can get. Too bad I stayed up too late... G'night folks.