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Moving, moving, moving. It is not fun. Got the keys today. Got the small stuff moved today. Got the uhaul reserved. Moving the big stuff tomorrow. I love the apartment, im just very ready to be moved in and settled....oi.
Mark is at work right now. I was going to go out but am way to tired and little sleep after 2 nights in a row and if im hungover tomorrow it would be disastrous. Instead I am sitting at home alone, bored and drinking wine that would probably have gotten thrown away tomorrow.
Jersey shore is addictive.
I find it weird how people find each other. Couples especially. I see girls leaving status updates on facebook about how lucky they are to have their boyfriend and how in love they are...then i wonder...would they (or myself for that matter) be equally as happy with someone else they were compatible with? I suppose Mark and I has made me a true believer in fate...had I done anything in the past or right before we started dating things would be drastically different.
4th grade- meet mandee fesh.
8th grade- go to her to The Mill and start hanging out with jason mount
12th grade- diddy takes me to boteks and i fall in love with the group
2008- botek and the boys move to parkwood and i meet the parkwood guys
2009- we start going to bars on adams street other then wesleys
....(mark has a similiar chain of events that lead him to the attic)
----- we meet at the attic. we hit it off. he is the bartender and i am the customer. we both happen to be at the OT that fateful thursday night (he may or may not have been with his GF at the time and this makes me a terrible person). i am the perfect combination of drunk but not too drunk and invite him over to sean's. the rest is history.
obviously the short version and there are ridiculous things that happened for those things to happen but that's that and i feel lucky to have found him.
we were at his parents today and they bought us chinese...oriental garden trumps yangs and i feel like a bad person for believing so....dont worry Yangs...i still love you.
Rosie is in nursing school...im proud of her but cant help but feel like i should tell her to change her mind.
Kevin moves to Maryland friday...the family wont be the same without him...hopefully home for holidays and the summer (seeing as how he is a teacher and all)... sad face.
Work is crazy. 8 admissions last night.
I miss my friends terribly.
I am glad we are moving to the O.W.E. but changes is never comforting....and this place has become home.
Overall...life is good.
Mark is at work right now. I was going to go out but am way to tired and little sleep after 2 nights in a row and if im hungover tomorrow it would be disastrous. Instead I am sitting at home alone, bored and drinking wine that would probably have gotten thrown away tomorrow.
Jersey shore is addictive.
I find it weird how people find each other. Couples especially. I see girls leaving status updates on facebook about how lucky they are to have their boyfriend and how in love they are...then i wonder...would they (or myself for that matter) be equally as happy with someone else they were compatible with? I suppose Mark and I has made me a true believer in fate...had I done anything in the past or right before we started dating things would be drastically different.
4th grade- meet mandee fesh.
8th grade- go to her to The Mill and start hanging out with jason mount
12th grade- diddy takes me to boteks and i fall in love with the group
2008- botek and the boys move to parkwood and i meet the parkwood guys
2009- we start going to bars on adams street other then wesleys
....(mark has a similiar chain of events that lead him to the attic)
----- we meet at the attic. we hit it off. he is the bartender and i am the customer. we both happen to be at the OT that fateful thursday night (he may or may not have been with his GF at the time and this makes me a terrible person). i am the perfect combination of drunk but not too drunk and invite him over to sean's. the rest is history.
obviously the short version and there are ridiculous things that happened for those things to happen but that's that and i feel lucky to have found him.
we were at his parents today and they bought us chinese...oriental garden trumps yangs and i feel like a bad person for believing so....dont worry Yangs...i still love you.
Rosie is in nursing school...im proud of her but cant help but feel like i should tell her to change her mind.
Kevin moves to Maryland friday...the family wont be the same without him...hopefully home for holidays and the summer (seeing as how he is a teacher and all)... sad face.
Work is crazy. 8 admissions last night.
I miss my friends terribly.
I am glad we are moving to the O.W.E. but changes is never comforting....and this place has become home.
Overall...life is good.