It's been a while. A long time. Here's the update ( Read more... )

That subject line was completely uncalled for, which is how I feel I am as well. I am completely uncalled for. There are gonna be some pissed off bitches at the waffle house tonight when they realize that I didn't show up and I'm not coming in. Wow. I need to look for another job very soon cause this shit really isn't working out. Anyone who's ( Read more... )

Hot Panties Dance Party!

who?  The willing and able

what?  Hot panty dance party, underwear wearing only, bring your own panties, alchohol/drugs, dancing ass!

when?  Sometime next weekend...

where?  Rheana and Blake's apartment...

Last night was a strange night. I hung out with Dave, you know, that guy that sucks. We went to a frat party, of all places to go, and I socialized with some idiots, some sluts, and some halfway decent people. The free hunch punch was tasty. Appearantly I am missed, or shall I say supposedly I am missed, however, Dave still has to deal with his ( Read more... )

The weekend is over... in a big way ( Read more... )

TODAY IS FRIDAY MOTHER FUCKERS! AND YA KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? DAYS OFF OF STUFF! DAYS OFF OF WORK AND SCHOOL AND CLEANING AND COOKING AND BITCHING!

it's the weekend!!!

let's go eat some lsd!; or go on a road trip!; float around in a canoe, have a party!; have a movie night;! go out dancing;! buy stuff!; get tatoos or peircings!, go to a theme ( Read more... )

So, by the way, I really hated you taking pictures of me the other night. I didn't want you to take them, and I really didn't want to see them. You just so casually stopped writing here, and pretty much have led me to believe that you could care less wether or not I would even want to be in your life or were ( Read more... )

So. Six hour shifts suck, especially when you're trainer is a waitress who's basically running your ass off to do all her work. And can I also say that this trainer of mine was twenty two years old with dentures? It was so strange watching her occasionally lick them back in place every little while. My feet are FUCKING KILLING ME ( Read more... )

Getting up at seven this morning was much easier then I thought it would be. Most things usually are, actually. The Wah-Hoe was a much dreaded experience that ended up feeling quite O.K. Perhaps more than O.K. I had fewer and less extreme uncomfortable moments than I had anticipated, expected, and accepted as inevitability. All in all, getting ( Read more... )

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