It's like a scab I can't stop picking. Why do seemingly pointless things from years ago still bother me? I swear, I need to grow up. lol (peter pan theme song resounds in head ( Read more... )

It just never actually happens... except for now I guess. So this weekend was fun. I skipped out on the Locke family reunion for about the seventh year in a row, which is happy for me, because any excuse to get out of discussing geneology with a bunch of older blueblooded yanks who are all so damn impressed with the fact that we are a)mayflower ( Read more... )

So tonight is my last night housitting! Yay! I'll get to sleep in my own bed for the first time in... two and a half weeks! Actually, I think the best part is going to be not having to get up at five thirty in the morning so I can walk the dog and give her her medicine before having to be at work at seven ( Read more... )

Grace Hayes!! Otherwise known as Nana, this star made a dignified appearance in the family sitcom Dinner With Dad, in which, our heroine, Jill, attends dinner at her father's house with her grandparents. During a discussion about idiosyncracies, Jill makes a self-depricating joke about her own idiosyncracies. Grace, playing as Jill's nearly deaf ( Read more... )

Oh retail jobs. Today I got paid to sing "Jessy's Girl" at the top of my lungs as Tara and I flew down route three on a quest for the magical pink stickers of clearance. Twas a good time I tell you. I also managed to get laid at work. (don't get too excited, it was haiwain day. Tara and I were the cool kids who decided to wear our garishly yellow ( Read more... )

As if having my Profs nag at me isn't enough, I get to hear it from my dental hygenist ( Read more... )

Oh boy ( Read more... )

Most of you know me well enough to know that bugs don't bother me. In fact, I'm that wierd girl who tries to protect the spider everyone else is trying to stomp on. In fact, the thought of a bee sting doesn't really scare me that much anymore. Keeping this in mind ( Read more... )

Tuesday, May Third represented an historic moment in my life ( Read more... )

ok... a little background info before this entry. My ever-loving father, whom I adore (yet agree with my mom, his heart may be in the right place but his mind isn't) Got me a membership to the Children of the American Revolution for christmas last year. Presumably because this would make it easier to enter the Daughters of the Am Rev. Being a ( Read more... )