(no subject)
Update...why not *shrug*
--
Work.
Haircut.
Class.
Benjamin.
--
There's my day.
Sounds a lot like every other day... Super glad that the weekend is almost here...well...it'll be the weekend for me in...oh...about 12 1/2 hours :) WOO-HOO.
--
Work tomorrow.
No class.
Not sure of evening plans...*shrug* Oh well. I <3 how things are always left up in the air & never finalized until 30 seconds before the event takes place :) YOU PEOPLE REALLY KNOW HOW TO GET ON MY NERVES.
--
My uncle's flying in on Saturday. :) He's my favorite. Kickass guy...MMMMHMMM.
--
Cali trip next weekend...
and the weekend after that.
Please, shoot me..right here. *Points to forehead*
--
Mom called...Grandma called...Grandpa called. Ok, so that last call didnt bother me because i <3 my grandpa..but the first two...*starts fuming*
"what're you doing?"
"have you eaten anything?"
"oh? what'd you eat?"
"when'd you eat it?"
"what'd you do today?"
"why dont you call?"
"did you have class?" <--they know the answer but they have to ask anyway.
"how's that going?"
"did you feed your dad?" --no--*GASP* "FEED YOUR FATHER." The man is fucking 43 years old. McDonalds is up the street. He can feed himself. Pft, he's not complaining much either.
"what're you doing tomorrow?"
"what do you mean you dont know?"
"how can you not know?"
"so, did you shower today?"
"what'd you wear to work?"
^--no joke. true story.
*sigh*
--
I love playing 20 questions.
Really.
--
Ok.
Goodnight.
--
Work.
Haircut.
Class.
Benjamin.
--
There's my day.
Sounds a lot like every other day... Super glad that the weekend is almost here...well...it'll be the weekend for me in...oh...about 12 1/2 hours :) WOO-HOO.
--
Work tomorrow.
No class.
Not sure of evening plans...*shrug* Oh well. I <3 how things are always left up in the air & never finalized until 30 seconds before the event takes place :) YOU PEOPLE REALLY KNOW HOW TO GET ON MY NERVES.
--
My uncle's flying in on Saturday. :) He's my favorite. Kickass guy...MMMMHMMM.
--
Cali trip next weekend...
and the weekend after that.
Please, shoot me..right here. *Points to forehead*
--
Mom called...Grandma called...Grandpa called. Ok, so that last call didnt bother me because i <3 my grandpa..but the first two...*starts fuming*
"what're you doing?"
"have you eaten anything?"
"oh? what'd you eat?"
"when'd you eat it?"
"what'd you do today?"
"why dont you call?"
"did you have class?" <--they know the answer but they have to ask anyway.
"how's that going?"
"did you feed your dad?" --no--*GASP* "FEED YOUR FATHER." The man is fucking 43 years old. McDonalds is up the street. He can feed himself. Pft, he's not complaining much either.
"what're you doing tomorrow?"
"what do you mean you dont know?"
"how can you not know?"
"so, did you shower today?"
"what'd you wear to work?"
^--no joke. true story.
*sigh*
--
I love playing 20 questions.
Really.
--
Ok.
Goodnight.