things are looking up
oh my god this has been the best week ever. sunday wasn't anything
special, actually kinda shitty because i knew i would have to go back
to school and work the next day. but man, school was fine and work was
awesome, too. i really missed my work, i love everyone there it was so
nice to be back making jokes with all the other girls. monday night was
even fucking better. i had run into robbie at sendiks (seeing that he
works there) on sunday and i told him we'd kick it monday. so monday i
went to pick him up at 6 and we went to his place, kicked it for a
minute, then went to this dude jeremey's house and just sat around and
got fucked up with this other kid there too, but i don't really
remember his name. then we went to sin city at 9.30. that is the best
fucking movie ever. oh my god it was kick ass. its like the comic book
version of kill bill. i totally want to see it again. the other dude
who came with us brought a flask of whiskey i think into the movie and
mixed it with his pepsi. we were all sipping on that shit and by the
time we got out at like, 12.30 we were all wasted. it was such a great
time. i didn't get home until after 1 and my mother wasn't too pleased
about that. oh well.
i had my epiphany.
i had my realization.
i am over kris.
i realized that its not him that makes me happy. i was there with robbie just enjoying myself and talking about shit that didn't matter and i could talk about kris and he undestood it all. kris didn't matter. it was okay that he wasn't the most important thing it the world to me. i wasn't upset i wasn't kicking it with him. i didn't care anymore. i still don't care. i am okay with kris not being the number one thing to me. when i told kris this, though, on tuesday, he was actually upset. he told me he didn't want to be friends with me and told me to leave matt's house. i didn't, i bitched him out. we patched things up, though so its all good again.
wednesday was fucking awesome, too. went to the army surplus store with kris and he got some pants and i got a new purse/bag thingy. its awesome. stores all my shit that i carry around with me. it works perfectly. ::happy girl::
and so yesterday was probably the best day of all. i didn't have work and robbie i guess wasn't working and showed up at school during lunch. one of the few days i'm there he shows up. i told him we'd hang out with i left after fifth period so after journalism, i went to his moms place and we hung out there for a while. then we went to his apartment, got blazed, went to the mall, went to ace hardware and bought shit for a potato gun, went back to the mall for food, went back to his moms and smoked more. then i went home for dinner. it was an excellent afternoon. i can't wait for my potato gun to be finished.
and today... i saw ashley!! she came up to observe art classes today and on monday!! it makes me so happy to see her! i love ashley. i'm going back down to beloit to visit her two weeks from tomorrow. i might go down with katie dean but i doubt it. she doesn't seem too into it. but robbie wanted to go for some reason. someone he knows is down there. ashley said no. i haven't told robbie yet. oops.
tomorrow night is going to be the best night i've had in a while. i told my mom i'm staying at tre's, which i might do, because her parents are out of town and she doesn't want to be alone. i don't know where i'll end up, actually. i'm going to embrace my singleness because i'm actually not scared of being single anymore.
for the first time in ages, i have optimisim.
ooh, found this funny thing in old emails.... okay, i'm proud that i'm from wisconsin. we are damn fine people here and i'm embracing my heritage with this bullshit:
This Summer Issued by the Wisconsin Travel Bureau to ALL visitors:
1) Don't order filet mignon or pasta primavera at Al's Lodge. It's a
diner. They serve breakfast 24 hours a day. Let them cook something
they know. If you upset the ladies in the kitchen they'll kick your ass.
2) Don't laugh at the names of our little towns (Sheboygan, Menomonee, Oconomowoc, Nekoosa, Prairie du Chien, etc.) or we will just have to kick your ass.
3) Don't order a bottle or can of pop here. Here it's called "soda."
Accept it. Doing otherwise can lead to an ass kicking.
4) We know our heritage. Most of us are far more literate than you are. We are also better educated and generally a lot nicer. Don't refer to us as a bunch of hicks or we'll kick your ass.
5) We have plenty of business sense. You have to make a living here.
Naturally, we do sometimes have small lapses in judgment from time to time, but we are not dumb enough to let someone move to our state in order to run for Senate. If someone did that, we would kick her ass.
6) Don't laugh at our giant fiberglass fish and cows. Anything that
inspires tourists to buy 50,000 postcards can't be bad. And don't laugh at our love and pride of cheese or we'll kick your ass.
7) We are fully aware of how cold it gets here in the winter, so shut up. Just spend your money and get the hell out of here or we'll kick your ass.
8) Don't order the vegetarian special at the local diner. Everyone will instantly know you are a tourist. Eat our steak well done like God
intended and have some potatoes with that, for heaven's sake! Also, don't ask what a hot dish is or we'll kick your ass.
9) Don't try to fake a Wisconsin accent. We don't have an accent. That will incite a riot and you will get your ass kicked.
10) Don't talk about how much better things are at home because we know better. Many of us have visited big-city hellholes like Detroit, NewYork, and Chicago, and we have the scars to prove it. If you don't like it here, Interstate 90, 94, and 43 are ready when you are. Move your ass on home before it gets kicked.
11) Don't complain that Wisconsin has too many mosquitoes and farmland. If you whine about OUR scenic beauty we'll kick your ass all the way back to Chicago.
12) Don't ridicule our mannerisms. We only speak when spoken to. We hold doors open for others. We offer our seats to old folks because such things are expected of civilized people. Behave yourselves around our sweet, little gray-haired grandmothers or they will kick some manners into your ass just like they did ours.
13) So you think we're quaint or losers because most of us live on farms or in the woods? That's because we have enough sense to not live in filthy, smelly, crime-infested cesspools like New York or L.A. Make fun of our fresh air and we'll kick your ass.
14) Oshkosh B'gosh is NOT a joke. Your ass will get kicked.
15) The Green Bay Packers are not a joke. God created the greatest football dynasty ever and placed it in Green Bay. Any jokes about the Packers or Vince Lombardi will result in a severe and unrelenting ass kicking.
16) If you are from Atlanta, for your own safety, say you are from somewhere else, lest you get your ass kicked. (Take three sport franchises from Milwaukee and we have a tendency to hold a grudge.)
17) If you are looking for a water fountain, you'll need to go to a park. Water comes out of bubblers here. Make a joke about it, and you guessed it, another ass kicking.
18) Sausage races are cool. Make fun of it, and one of the Sausages will come up from the field of Miller Park and lay down an 8 foot sausage ass kicking on you.
19) The University of Wisconsin is the oldest, best school in the Big Ten. Any jokes about the quality of UW will result in Barry Alvarez, Ron Dayne, Dick Bennet, Bo Ryan, Pat Richter, and 40,000 able bodied UW students assisting Bucky Badger in his class, Ass-Kicking 101.
20) Last, but not least, DO NOT DARE to come out here and tell us hunting is cruelty to animals and venison is not edible meat. This will get your ass shot (after it is kicked). Say this twice and you will go home in a pine box. Minus your ass.
any non-wisconsin-ies better fucking listen to this shit. i know way too many people, include myself, who would kick some ass over this sorta shit. man, the folk down in mississippi think we have an accent. what the fuck is wrong with them??
w b o s c c a
e e u i o k l a
g r n w n c i i
o o c n i u f n
t m e i n f o r
sleep for me!
carrie
::::::::note-- expand the internet window to the whole-screen size or what is above some might not really be able to read. affection!::::::::
i had my epiphany.
i had my realization.
i am over kris.
i realized that its not him that makes me happy. i was there with robbie just enjoying myself and talking about shit that didn't matter and i could talk about kris and he undestood it all. kris didn't matter. it was okay that he wasn't the most important thing it the world to me. i wasn't upset i wasn't kicking it with him. i didn't care anymore. i still don't care. i am okay with kris not being the number one thing to me. when i told kris this, though, on tuesday, he was actually upset. he told me he didn't want to be friends with me and told me to leave matt's house. i didn't, i bitched him out. we patched things up, though so its all good again.
wednesday was fucking awesome, too. went to the army surplus store with kris and he got some pants and i got a new purse/bag thingy. its awesome. stores all my shit that i carry around with me. it works perfectly. ::happy girl::
and so yesterday was probably the best day of all. i didn't have work and robbie i guess wasn't working and showed up at school during lunch. one of the few days i'm there he shows up. i told him we'd hang out with i left after fifth period so after journalism, i went to his moms place and we hung out there for a while. then we went to his apartment, got blazed, went to the mall, went to ace hardware and bought shit for a potato gun, went back to the mall for food, went back to his moms and smoked more. then i went home for dinner. it was an excellent afternoon. i can't wait for my potato gun to be finished.
and today... i saw ashley!! she came up to observe art classes today and on monday!! it makes me so happy to see her! i love ashley. i'm going back down to beloit to visit her two weeks from tomorrow. i might go down with katie dean but i doubt it. she doesn't seem too into it. but robbie wanted to go for some reason. someone he knows is down there. ashley said no. i haven't told robbie yet. oops.
tomorrow night is going to be the best night i've had in a while. i told my mom i'm staying at tre's, which i might do, because her parents are out of town and she doesn't want to be alone. i don't know where i'll end up, actually. i'm going to embrace my singleness because i'm actually not scared of being single anymore.
for the first time in ages, i have optimisim.
ooh, found this funny thing in old emails.... okay, i'm proud that i'm from wisconsin. we are damn fine people here and i'm embracing my heritage with this bullshit:
This Summer Issued by the Wisconsin Travel Bureau to ALL visitors:
1) Don't order filet mignon or pasta primavera at Al's Lodge. It's a
diner. They serve breakfast 24 hours a day. Let them cook something
they know. If you upset the ladies in the kitchen they'll kick your ass.
2) Don't laugh at the names of our little towns (Sheboygan, Menomonee, Oconomowoc, Nekoosa, Prairie du Chien, etc.) or we will just have to kick your ass.
3) Don't order a bottle or can of pop here. Here it's called "soda."
Accept it. Doing otherwise can lead to an ass kicking.
4) We know our heritage. Most of us are far more literate than you are. We are also better educated and generally a lot nicer. Don't refer to us as a bunch of hicks or we'll kick your ass.
5) We have plenty of business sense. You have to make a living here.
Naturally, we do sometimes have small lapses in judgment from time to time, but we are not dumb enough to let someone move to our state in order to run for Senate. If someone did that, we would kick her ass.
6) Don't laugh at our giant fiberglass fish and cows. Anything that
inspires tourists to buy 50,000 postcards can't be bad. And don't laugh at our love and pride of cheese or we'll kick your ass.
7) We are fully aware of how cold it gets here in the winter, so shut up. Just spend your money and get the hell out of here or we'll kick your ass.
8) Don't order the vegetarian special at the local diner. Everyone will instantly know you are a tourist. Eat our steak well done like God
intended and have some potatoes with that, for heaven's sake! Also, don't ask what a hot dish is or we'll kick your ass.
9) Don't try to fake a Wisconsin accent. We don't have an accent. That will incite a riot and you will get your ass kicked.
10) Don't talk about how much better things are at home because we know better. Many of us have visited big-city hellholes like Detroit, NewYork, and Chicago, and we have the scars to prove it. If you don't like it here, Interstate 90, 94, and 43 are ready when you are. Move your ass on home before it gets kicked.
11) Don't complain that Wisconsin has too many mosquitoes and farmland. If you whine about OUR scenic beauty we'll kick your ass all the way back to Chicago.
12) Don't ridicule our mannerisms. We only speak when spoken to. We hold doors open for others. We offer our seats to old folks because such things are expected of civilized people. Behave yourselves around our sweet, little gray-haired grandmothers or they will kick some manners into your ass just like they did ours.
13) So you think we're quaint or losers because most of us live on farms or in the woods? That's because we have enough sense to not live in filthy, smelly, crime-infested cesspools like New York or L.A. Make fun of our fresh air and we'll kick your ass.
14) Oshkosh B'gosh is NOT a joke. Your ass will get kicked.
15) The Green Bay Packers are not a joke. God created the greatest football dynasty ever and placed it in Green Bay. Any jokes about the Packers or Vince Lombardi will result in a severe and unrelenting ass kicking.
16) If you are from Atlanta, for your own safety, say you are from somewhere else, lest you get your ass kicked. (Take three sport franchises from Milwaukee and we have a tendency to hold a grudge.)
17) If you are looking for a water fountain, you'll need to go to a park. Water comes out of bubblers here. Make a joke about it, and you guessed it, another ass kicking.
18) Sausage races are cool. Make fun of it, and one of the Sausages will come up from the field of Miller Park and lay down an 8 foot sausage ass kicking on you.
19) The University of Wisconsin is the oldest, best school in the Big Ten. Any jokes about the quality of UW will result in Barry Alvarez, Ron Dayne, Dick Bennet, Bo Ryan, Pat Richter, and 40,000 able bodied UW students assisting Bucky Badger in his class, Ass-Kicking 101.
20) Last, but not least, DO NOT DARE to come out here and tell us hunting is cruelty to animals and venison is not edible meat. This will get your ass shot (after it is kicked). Say this twice and you will go home in a pine box. Minus your ass.
any non-wisconsin-ies better fucking listen to this shit. i know way too many people, include myself, who would kick some ass over this sorta shit. man, the folk down in mississippi think we have an accent. what the fuck is wrong with them??
w b o s c c a
e e u i o k l a
g r n w n c i i
o o c n i u f n
t m e i n f o r
sleep for me!
carrie
::::::::note-- expand the internet window to the whole-screen size or what is above some might not really be able to read. affection!::::::::