I have low low tolerance for the stupid.

Last night = shit.

Tonight = I'm going to go insane.

EDIT:

So tonight wasn't so bad. Dinner was tolerable, the after-activities were decent. I was expecting money, but you know... whatever. Then me and Jess went galavanting around doing nothing really. But that's all there is to do.

Ta da. We need to go sledding. End of story.

Um.. tonight was possibly the greatest night at work ever. It consisted of Chaz and I basically doing nothing except goofing off. We were sent to go salt the sidewalk (a two person job? Hardly) Then for the last hour of my shift we pushed carts, had a mini-snow ball war and I made a snow-angel in the vacant parking lot by Taco Bell. Oh yeah. I ( Read more... )

Something is going to give out. I can feel it.

Hi, I hate Thanksgiving.
I actually hate most holidays.
But they get us out of school so get down with yo' turkey self.

I hate bad hair cuts!

Punishment.

... feeling mighty much like sleeping.

I feel a little out of control. A little esperanzaless.

My tags expired and I can't drive the car until it goes in.
I am livid.
I hate depending on others.
Losing my car is like losing my legs.
I can't go to track for the rest of the week.
I can't do anything on my own for the rest of the week.
Expect an incredibly pissed off Emma for a while.

Track is going to kick my ass.