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Jun 18, 2008 18:06

So Jake got drunk this weekend and professed his love to me.
And then he got high a few nights ago and did so again.
That boy. I don't even know.
I gotta say though, he's kind of hilarious when he's stoned and trying to text.
He says he doesn't smoke very often, but I really don't believe him.
He was freaking out the day after though
and was worried that I'd be pissed off.
Why would I care? I'm not dating the kid or anything. :)
He had the same worry the day after he was drunk too.
And told me that he says whatever's on his mind when in such a state.
I noticed that.
I must be getting used to shit like that because it doesn't bother me anymore.
I told him exactly that and that the only reason I would mind is if he did something completely idiotic.

This summer is going to be pretty lame
and I'm coming to terms with that.
My job has always ruled over my life,
so having a full-time job changes nothing.
Rumor is that there will be no overtime this summer,
so I was considering applying for a second job either at ShopKo or back at Flowerama.
I really need to start managing my time though.
If I don't go to sleep immediately when I get home from work
I usually do nothing -- just sit around or text jake.
I have chores piling up and now I've promised my mom that I'd make supper at least twice a week.
Staying on my 3rd shift schedule isn't hard;
it's finding time to do everything that is.
Sleeping during the day is a bitch, especially during the summer when all our windows are open
and kids are outside yelling and screaming.
In other words, by the time I get my 8 hours of sleep, it's nearly time for me to go back into work.
Oh well. Only 2 more months.

I'm planning a trip up to Houghton... well, Iron Mountain, then Houghton.
Jake wants me to meet up with him for a day or two.
I'm not quite sure if I'm going to.
It's easy enough for me to get around that since he'll be gone for two weeks in July --
I could just go up then.
I would love to take this trip alone.
Take a few days just for myself, with no one to bother me.
(It's actually meant to be a trip to find a job for the school year).
My parents want me to take someone with,
but I don't see anyone having much fun when I'm out job hunting.

Did you know Michigan people call cabins their camps? Hella confusing, you don't even know :)
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