so
i guess... im officially 26 now.
ive been saying it a lot in the past few months "im 26... im 26..." trying to get used to it i guess.
but yesterday i woke up in a baaaaad mood. i got upset with david... i guess i didnt think he was being nice enough to me since ive been pretty down lately & it was my birthday & he kinda screwed up... BUT.
so i went to work, bummer but i didnt have anything else to do. my mom called me first thing in the morning at the office & when i answered the phone she sang happy birthday to me. my mom is so freaking cute. i found myself smiling in spite of my bad mood. then i found myself on the verge of tears because... well, my parents got in a bad accident wednesday. a mack truck collided head on with the passenger side of their car. luckily it wasnt my parents fault, & luckily no one got hurt. grayson went to go pick them up from the accident. the car was totaled. the police said he was amazed that they simply walked away from it. if they had been driving my ma's jag instead of my dads lexus suv, they would be in the hospital. the curtain wall airbags worked perfectly, & my dad took my mom to the hospital only to get her checked out because she was so shook up about it. i have yet to talk to my mom or dad about it, i couldnt do it. when my sister called me at work wednesday to tell me what happened, even though she already knew they were perfectly fine, i was completely useless for the rest of the day. just all of the "what if"s. im too much of a worry wart. i worry all the time, relentlessley. horribly. my mom couldnt talk about it because she gets too shook up still. so... when i talked to my mom yesterday, i asked he how she was feeling, that was as far as i could go... she was feeling bad because she was still sore from the accident & couldnt do all the things she wanted to for me for my birthday. i just... my mom is wonderful. she always wants to make things "just right" & i absolutely adore her for it. it does make it special. i dont think everyone appreciates it as much as they should, because she's always done it. i mean, we would rather have her cook for us for our birthdays than go out to any number of the fancy restaurants around here. its great.
so before i can get all worked up, the phone rings & i have to answer it, so i get off the phone with my mom. & who's on the other line? my daddy! i thought it was pretty cute, when i told him that i had just hung up with mom to answer the line he was on, he was like, "& i thought i would be first!" he could hear that im kinda down, so he gave me a pep talk. the whole "the power of positive thinking" thing. which i find ironic, because ive always felt that ive gotten my pessimistic (which i only really see as "cautious") nature from him. but anyway, so that was alright.
the day went by pretty quickly. i got home & sitting on the coffee table is a vase filled with gorgeous deep red roses & a card. awww, how cute. david was in the shower getting ready to go to dinner with me at my parents. he was cute.
dinner at the parents was great. my sweet little niecling miss hannah bean was being cute as ever. she is obsessed with the disney movie princesses. she sat at the dinner table & kept trying to brush her hair with her fork like ariel in the little mermaid. then she pulled me into the kitchen & we danced like princesses, twirling around & around in a circle & she was singing her own little version of "bippity boppity boo". cute as hell. then she helped me unwrap my presents. i got a ton of clothes... which i needed. the stress ive been feeling the past few months has made me shrink. i knew there was a reason i kept those 6's... but im not healthy. i know the secret. its called adderall & redbull. & sleeping pills at night. horrible. but, it does keep me focused at work... as if thats an excuse for being ridiculously unhealthy. i also got a prepaid visa & a macy's giftcard from my parents. they never do that. my mom hates gift cards... but, she couldnt go shopping. but thats cool, theres stuff i wanted to get myself anyway.
this is so disjointed.
so... david & i then went to kevins. chris & brian were there. hung out there for a minute, then went to a.j. gators to have a few drinks. it was funny because there was a cover band playing that night. when i looked at them i was like, holy shit... hahaha, i know those guys! it was the gangsters of love! haha. steve is the husband of nancy, a gal i used to work with at hba, & its his band, & i used to hang out with her & my boss leslie all the time when i worked at HBA & we would go see her husbands band play & i would get trashed & sing & dance & beat the tambourine so hard against my legs i would get gigantic bruises. so that was cool.
then we went home, watched some tv & i went to bed.
& its beautiful outside & its my day off!
(yet, im at my office right now?)
yeah, so i had to pick up a package i ordered that came in today, & i wanted to used the internet to order a pair of chineese laundry ballet flats that i want. & some other shit.
& to tell everyone that wished me a happy birthday, thanks.
things in general have been shit, but all the bad stuff, court n such is over & went perfectly. we got off on a supreme court ruling having to do with search & seizure. its neat that the small amount of legal knowledge i had paid off enough for me to explain properly to the lawyer what happened & know that we were wrongly searched. get a warrant fuckers!
david & i have been rocky, but i love him still. we'll get through this. 2+ years going strong. even though i've never fought with someone like i have with him... but we dont hold grudges. we're ok. & we're going to be ok.
work sucks. i do everything for practically nothing.
its a bummer.
but, thats the long version of it all. sorry to anyone that read it. but thats that.
i miss my friends.
emilie- i got your card. i'd like to see you soon. it's been too long.
xoxo
ive been saying it a lot in the past few months "im 26... im 26..." trying to get used to it i guess.
but yesterday i woke up in a baaaaad mood. i got upset with david... i guess i didnt think he was being nice enough to me since ive been pretty down lately & it was my birthday & he kinda screwed up... BUT.
so i went to work, bummer but i didnt have anything else to do. my mom called me first thing in the morning at the office & when i answered the phone she sang happy birthday to me. my mom is so freaking cute. i found myself smiling in spite of my bad mood. then i found myself on the verge of tears because... well, my parents got in a bad accident wednesday. a mack truck collided head on with the passenger side of their car. luckily it wasnt my parents fault, & luckily no one got hurt. grayson went to go pick them up from the accident. the car was totaled. the police said he was amazed that they simply walked away from it. if they had been driving my ma's jag instead of my dads lexus suv, they would be in the hospital. the curtain wall airbags worked perfectly, & my dad took my mom to the hospital only to get her checked out because she was so shook up about it. i have yet to talk to my mom or dad about it, i couldnt do it. when my sister called me at work wednesday to tell me what happened, even though she already knew they were perfectly fine, i was completely useless for the rest of the day. just all of the "what if"s. im too much of a worry wart. i worry all the time, relentlessley. horribly. my mom couldnt talk about it because she gets too shook up still. so... when i talked to my mom yesterday, i asked he how she was feeling, that was as far as i could go... she was feeling bad because she was still sore from the accident & couldnt do all the things she wanted to for me for my birthday. i just... my mom is wonderful. she always wants to make things "just right" & i absolutely adore her for it. it does make it special. i dont think everyone appreciates it as much as they should, because she's always done it. i mean, we would rather have her cook for us for our birthdays than go out to any number of the fancy restaurants around here. its great.
so before i can get all worked up, the phone rings & i have to answer it, so i get off the phone with my mom. & who's on the other line? my daddy! i thought it was pretty cute, when i told him that i had just hung up with mom to answer the line he was on, he was like, "& i thought i would be first!" he could hear that im kinda down, so he gave me a pep talk. the whole "the power of positive thinking" thing. which i find ironic, because ive always felt that ive gotten my pessimistic (which i only really see as "cautious") nature from him. but anyway, so that was alright.
the day went by pretty quickly. i got home & sitting on the coffee table is a vase filled with gorgeous deep red roses & a card. awww, how cute. david was in the shower getting ready to go to dinner with me at my parents. he was cute.
dinner at the parents was great. my sweet little niecling miss hannah bean was being cute as ever. she is obsessed with the disney movie princesses. she sat at the dinner table & kept trying to brush her hair with her fork like ariel in the little mermaid. then she pulled me into the kitchen & we danced like princesses, twirling around & around in a circle & she was singing her own little version of "bippity boppity boo". cute as hell. then she helped me unwrap my presents. i got a ton of clothes... which i needed. the stress ive been feeling the past few months has made me shrink. i knew there was a reason i kept those 6's... but im not healthy. i know the secret. its called adderall & redbull. & sleeping pills at night. horrible. but, it does keep me focused at work... as if thats an excuse for being ridiculously unhealthy. i also got a prepaid visa & a macy's giftcard from my parents. they never do that. my mom hates gift cards... but, she couldnt go shopping. but thats cool, theres stuff i wanted to get myself anyway.
this is so disjointed.
so... david & i then went to kevins. chris & brian were there. hung out there for a minute, then went to a.j. gators to have a few drinks. it was funny because there was a cover band playing that night. when i looked at them i was like, holy shit... hahaha, i know those guys! it was the gangsters of love! haha. steve is the husband of nancy, a gal i used to work with at hba, & its his band, & i used to hang out with her & my boss leslie all the time when i worked at HBA & we would go see her husbands band play & i would get trashed & sing & dance & beat the tambourine so hard against my legs i would get gigantic bruises. so that was cool.
then we went home, watched some tv & i went to bed.
& its beautiful outside & its my day off!
(yet, im at my office right now?)
yeah, so i had to pick up a package i ordered that came in today, & i wanted to used the internet to order a pair of chineese laundry ballet flats that i want. & some other shit.
& to tell everyone that wished me a happy birthday, thanks.
things in general have been shit, but all the bad stuff, court n such is over & went perfectly. we got off on a supreme court ruling having to do with search & seizure. its neat that the small amount of legal knowledge i had paid off enough for me to explain properly to the lawyer what happened & know that we were wrongly searched. get a warrant fuckers!
david & i have been rocky, but i love him still. we'll get through this. 2+ years going strong. even though i've never fought with someone like i have with him... but we dont hold grudges. we're ok. & we're going to be ok.
work sucks. i do everything for practically nothing.
its a bummer.
but, thats the long version of it all. sorry to anyone that read it. but thats that.
i miss my friends.
emilie- i got your card. i'd like to see you soon. it's been too long.
xoxo