there go my hopes for an improved america. whooosh. right down the toilet.
i never post anymore
nobody probably even reads this
oh well
i am fucking appalled that bush got reellected. bullshit. fuck this country. the united states is going down the tubes, mark my words.
i had fun on halloween. i was supposed to work, but nikki and ed came down to the restaurant around 7 and ed came in crying saying nikki got into a car accident so they let me go. we went to all the farmers' houses. let me tell you. brilliant. they were all so happy that they got any trick or treaters at all that they were all just giving us handfulls of candy. plus we were drinking beer all night, so it was good. i now have like 3 little hersheys bars left. i told my boyfriend that no matter how skinny i may be now, i'll always be a fatty at heart. and it's true.
my boyfriend..... i don't even know. shit's so up and down with him i can't tell which way is up anymore. he's got major mood swings. no exaggeration. i know, it's the pot calling the kettle black, but it's not even like that. so we end up fighting ALL the time over bullshit. you know what my theory is? i think that chris has had it hard his whole life. he's been through hell, basically, and he's so used to being generally pissed off all the time. and now that he lives here, he just can't relax and realise that that shit is over. and i have no idea what to do about that.
ANYWAYS
i'm excited because ed's having a party on friday (chris doesn't know it's ed's party, he thinks i'm spending "girl time" with nikki. whatever) and on saturday we're going to kiley's because she just got a new place so she's having a housewarming party thing. haven't chilled with kiley in mad long. looking forward to that. unless chris gets drunk and ruins the fucking party like he did at the last one we went to. ugh. only time will tell, i guess. we'll see. but yeah, i'm excited because i never get out of this house. i'm pathetic lately. i don't know what it is. depression maybe. that's what my mom would say. it's probably true if i took the time to think hard enough about it, but fuck that psychobabble bullshit. i'm good.
i have to go get ready to go to the dentist now. whoooo, i know.
maybe i'll post again sometime.
later
nobody probably even reads this
oh well
i am fucking appalled that bush got reellected. bullshit. fuck this country. the united states is going down the tubes, mark my words.
i had fun on halloween. i was supposed to work, but nikki and ed came down to the restaurant around 7 and ed came in crying saying nikki got into a car accident so they let me go. we went to all the farmers' houses. let me tell you. brilliant. they were all so happy that they got any trick or treaters at all that they were all just giving us handfulls of candy. plus we were drinking beer all night, so it was good. i now have like 3 little hersheys bars left. i told my boyfriend that no matter how skinny i may be now, i'll always be a fatty at heart. and it's true.
my boyfriend..... i don't even know. shit's so up and down with him i can't tell which way is up anymore. he's got major mood swings. no exaggeration. i know, it's the pot calling the kettle black, but it's not even like that. so we end up fighting ALL the time over bullshit. you know what my theory is? i think that chris has had it hard his whole life. he's been through hell, basically, and he's so used to being generally pissed off all the time. and now that he lives here, he just can't relax and realise that that shit is over. and i have no idea what to do about that.
ANYWAYS
i'm excited because ed's having a party on friday (chris doesn't know it's ed's party, he thinks i'm spending "girl time" with nikki. whatever) and on saturday we're going to kiley's because she just got a new place so she's having a housewarming party thing. haven't chilled with kiley in mad long. looking forward to that. unless chris gets drunk and ruins the fucking party like he did at the last one we went to. ugh. only time will tell, i guess. we'll see. but yeah, i'm excited because i never get out of this house. i'm pathetic lately. i don't know what it is. depression maybe. that's what my mom would say. it's probably true if i took the time to think hard enough about it, but fuck that psychobabble bullshit. i'm good.
i have to go get ready to go to the dentist now. whoooo, i know.
maybe i'll post again sometime.
later