so while i'm waiting for my sweetie to call me i figured why not go to my lj??? god...i need something to do...so bored out of my mind....
i spent the afternoon at my dad's office filling out my fafsa...we get to the end and he didn't remember his pin so we couldn't send it in until he gets it....so i saved this thing rite...and there's a password as well as your pin number...so i tried to get back into later b/c we found some pin number...if its his or my brother's we do not know, but i tried to sign back in and it says password, so i put in my password...what do i get? your info can not be requested due to the fact that the student's last name could have changed or the PIN is wrong...etc etc....ok so there they say pin...so i go back and put in my pin number....i get the same fucking page!!!! i swear it just wanted to fuck with me....
so then i leave there to go get a printer cartridge...and while i'm "supposedly" standing in line...this women comes behind the counter says something to me or the other guy but to whom i do not know b/c she goes and helps this other guy....so i'm standing there feeling like an idiot as time ticks by waiting in line behind this guy who another staples guy is helping...who looks at me and goes are you in line? no i'm just fucking standing here for the hell of it... so he points to the check out line light thing which is off...and points to the other one which is on...ok...i haven't been to staples since august...and those definitely were not there before...but anyway...then the staple goes oh i'm sorry i didn't see you standing there...so whatever...i finally get it...i go home...i finish knitting zoe's scarf....then help my mom make onion rings for dinner....as we finished i started cleaning up and washing dishes...needless to say are house was filled with smoke...so as i'm wiping up the flour on the stove top (we have a glass top) i make sure my arm is staying clear of the tongs my mother has in her hand which just touched hot oil....now she claims she was steady...but i was watching my arm...so something happened that allowed the tongs to touch my skin....great...now i have a fucking burn on my arm....its fine...as long as it doesn't scar....errr...
later i went to sears and picked out paint colors for the bathroom upstairs...i'm painting a mural on one of the walls so this should be interesting.... we came home and took all the ornaments off the tree and then tomorrow its going out the door....and then here i sit...waiting for a phone call...but crap....my cell is definitely two floors above me....shit alrite...i'm gonna practice guitar...i'm out.... i think i should change to like scarlet flames or something...i dunno why i'm so negative.....