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yesterday: first thought of the morning - 'fuck. i have to take the girls to the fair. its 110 fucking degrees. fuck. WAIT! JEFF IS COMING TODAY!! fuck YES! *leap out of bed*
the fair = really fun...but not with 3 7-9 year olds and a 15 year old who is trying to be all cool...ugh. add on a heat index that could rival the sahara and you have the majority of my day. i almost shot myself in the face. or one of their little sunburned faces..whatev. pick jeff up at the airport, we get steak n shake, i don't leave a tip, we buy sexcellent dvds at target ..and I STOLE SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER IN MY WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE. and i didn't even mean to. we're at the checkout and i pick up one of those stupid little pocket sized horoscope books and i start reading it out loud and continue reading as we're walking out of the store...we get outside and i'm like oh fuck i still have this. and i kept it. i. stole. something. from. target. i feel really cool. then we play ultimate frizbee with the south bendians and watch final destination 3 at rachael's house (fucked up shit man. fucked. up. shit.) then jeff and i return to the house to watch v for vendetta (amazing) and we fall asleep during annie hall.
today: take jeff out for some fine south bend breakfast cuisine, drop him off at the airport (sad), meet up with mom and becca at grammie and grampie's for lunch...the first thing grammie says to me is "KELLY! I'm so glad you came! I made a special batch of tuna fish without celery in it just for you!!" that is love, my friends. that is love. i was so touched by this simple act i almost burst into tears. so two hours of visiting and laughing with family is wonderful. becca and i stop at walgreens on the way home so i can get hair dye (random impuluse of the day - go cardinal red again) and i pick up a copy of People magazine with Lance Bass "I'M GAY" on the front. because it makes me laugh. whoever didnt know lance bass was gay is being severely judged by me. come home, dye my hair, watch two episodes of lost wtih becca and brian (her friend from ND), go to work all night, and now i'm here. i'm not working monday or tuesday of next week = YESSSS. T minus 20 days until i move into school!! eeeeeeee!!!
the fair = really fun...but not with 3 7-9 year olds and a 15 year old who is trying to be all cool...ugh. add on a heat index that could rival the sahara and you have the majority of my day. i almost shot myself in the face. or one of their little sunburned faces..whatev. pick jeff up at the airport, we get steak n shake, i don't leave a tip, we buy sexcellent dvds at target ..and I STOLE SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER IN MY WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE. and i didn't even mean to. we're at the checkout and i pick up one of those stupid little pocket sized horoscope books and i start reading it out loud and continue reading as we're walking out of the store...we get outside and i'm like oh fuck i still have this. and i kept it. i. stole. something. from. target. i feel really cool. then we play ultimate frizbee with the south bendians and watch final destination 3 at rachael's house (fucked up shit man. fucked. up. shit.) then jeff and i return to the house to watch v for vendetta (amazing) and we fall asleep during annie hall.
today: take jeff out for some fine south bend breakfast cuisine, drop him off at the airport (sad), meet up with mom and becca at grammie and grampie's for lunch...the first thing grammie says to me is "KELLY! I'm so glad you came! I made a special batch of tuna fish without celery in it just for you!!" that is love, my friends. that is love. i was so touched by this simple act i almost burst into tears. so two hours of visiting and laughing with family is wonderful. becca and i stop at walgreens on the way home so i can get hair dye (random impuluse of the day - go cardinal red again) and i pick up a copy of People magazine with Lance Bass "I'M GAY" on the front. because it makes me laugh. whoever didnt know lance bass was gay is being severely judged by me. come home, dye my hair, watch two episodes of lost wtih becca and brian (her friend from ND), go to work all night, and now i'm here. i'm not working monday or tuesday of next week = YESSSS. T minus 20 days until i move into school!! eeeeeeee!!!