Simon Cowell is hot. No, really. He is.
It's amazing how in a 30 minute time span how my mood can change. I don't feel anything right now. I feel so emotionless. Bleh. I have to quit being so sensitive during "my time" of the month.
-Kristy is going to be staying in Milwaukee for two weeks. She told her brother that she doesn't want anyone to know where she is and doesn't want to talk to anyone. So I'm pretty much shut out. Kristy is about 5'4, 5'5ish, and her highest weight was 238. When she checked into the hospital she weighed 93lbs. She dropped 145lbs in only a few months the unhealthy way. The only way I will know what's going on is through James; he works with Kristy's brother(Jon). So we'll see if I hear anything else. Jon said before she went down to Milwaukee she was complaining about not having any friends. Kill me now. My only defense I have is that she pushed people away. Hell she even pushed James away. Fuck.
-If I get anymore stressed out I seriously will have a heart attack. I have to plan a Bridal shower and bachelorette party, figure out what the fuck I'm doing with my living situation, buy things for the wedding, and a bunch of other minor things. When I wrote out my bills last month I think I put down my new address wrong. Go me. I truly am awesome.
-I'm a Bitch. I'm giving people the cold shoulder when they are just trying to help me out. I'm cruel to people for no reason. And I just don't care. Well at least at the moment. I'm cranky, crabby, achey, bloated, there's a fucking snow storm out there, it's windy, cold, and my apartment is drafty as fuck. I'll have to wear a snowsuit to bed just to stay warm.
-And I managed to burn popcorn. How? Who the fuck knows. Apparently 2:50 seconds is too long to cook in the microwave; yet I've been doing that time for years now. Maybe it's cuz my microwave is new. All I know is that everything smells like stale popcorn and I'm still starving. American Idol cheered me up some. Comedy. Fucking comedy. Also Mallory came back from Las Vegas today. I think we will be doing something on Thursday. Rock on.
-Tomorrow I need to:
Go tanning
Do dishes
Write out bills(2)
Start organizing shit for the bridal shower.
..and yeah work will probably blow tomorrow..cuz God forbid I have two good days in a row.
-Kristy is going to be staying in Milwaukee for two weeks. She told her brother that she doesn't want anyone to know where she is and doesn't want to talk to anyone. So I'm pretty much shut out. Kristy is about 5'4, 5'5ish, and her highest weight was 238. When she checked into the hospital she weighed 93lbs. She dropped 145lbs in only a few months the unhealthy way. The only way I will know what's going on is through James; he works with Kristy's brother(Jon). So we'll see if I hear anything else. Jon said before she went down to Milwaukee she was complaining about not having any friends. Kill me now. My only defense I have is that she pushed people away. Hell she even pushed James away. Fuck.
-If I get anymore stressed out I seriously will have a heart attack. I have to plan a Bridal shower and bachelorette party, figure out what the fuck I'm doing with my living situation, buy things for the wedding, and a bunch of other minor things. When I wrote out my bills last month I think I put down my new address wrong. Go me. I truly am awesome.
-I'm a Bitch. I'm giving people the cold shoulder when they are just trying to help me out. I'm cruel to people for no reason. And I just don't care. Well at least at the moment. I'm cranky, crabby, achey, bloated, there's a fucking snow storm out there, it's windy, cold, and my apartment is drafty as fuck. I'll have to wear a snowsuit to bed just to stay warm.
-And I managed to burn popcorn. How? Who the fuck knows. Apparently 2:50 seconds is too long to cook in the microwave; yet I've been doing that time for years now. Maybe it's cuz my microwave is new. All I know is that everything smells like stale popcorn and I'm still starving. American Idol cheered me up some. Comedy. Fucking comedy. Also Mallory came back from Las Vegas today. I think we will be doing something on Thursday. Rock on.
-Tomorrow I need to:
Go tanning
Do dishes
Write out bills(2)
Start organizing shit for the bridal shower.
..and yeah work will probably blow tomorrow..cuz God forbid I have two good days in a row.