Mike Stanbro has almost the same fender as me, and that's brilliant. I love my new job, even though my body hurts ten times more than it used to. I have to call the doctor again on Tuesday. Bloody brilliant. It's very hard to have a conversation with a liar, especially if you know the truth. But the truth is, I can't talk to a fucking liar. I ( Read more... )

I started my new job today, and I am compleatly fucking thrilled with it. I get to wear jeans, and that's really all that fucking matters. But almost everyone is really sweet, except one girl, but that's because I'm supposed to be replacing her. I went to the doctors yesterday, and I'm finally going to get an MRI done on my back/legs/knees. I ( Read more... )

I was awake until 6am writing last night. I got the brilliant idea to make a work of fiction out of one of my "long lost loves," and since that was decent I went on a rampage last night and started a whole new story that will take me another year to write. I'm fictionalizing my attatchment to JS, my old roomate's little brother. Luckily, my ( Read more... )

So last night was the battle of the bands, or so aptly dubbed "Music Mayhem." Blackout won second, but that's the short version of the story ( Read more... )

So Wednesday I turned 21, which meant close to nothing, because when Shawn-ee and I went to buy beer they didn't even look at my card. But Shawn-ee and I went to Salisbury to get his check, and I got the idea to go get a shamrock tattooed on my ass. It's beautiful and I love it. It was an expirence worth writing about, and I will do exactly that ( Read more... )

I got a call back for a job today, which is so exciting. I hate not working...it bores me. And the job is fun and I'm getting paid more than everyone else, because I have so much expirence. The only problem is that I need navy pants, and I can't find them anywhere! It's a real hassle, and I'm getting aggrivated. But I'll be okay. We got ( Read more... )

Carol called me this morning crying her eyes out. Well, back to Sunday night...on Sunday night/Monday morning Carol called me, so excited and happy because she found out she was pregnant. Tuesday Jake took her shopping for baby books and engagement rings. Then yesterday, Carol lost the baby. So today I went to calm her down, and fed her xanax ( Read more... )

I can't wait to have the room finished and to ourselves finally...I want to sleep in my bed, not on the pull out sofa. It's fun, cooking for a big family and taking care of everyone and fighting over who does the dishes (it's always me, but I can try to get a little help, can't I?) I saw Carol today, and to no one's suprise, her and Jake are ( Read more... )

So Olen has a new job down here, and we've been busting our asses on the room. We finally agreed on the colors, which were right there all along, we just didn't put them together right away. I'm so excited about how it's going to look, and sometime after this week Olen and I have to get back up to the apartment and clean some more...it's a royal ( Read more... )

So things have pretty much calmed down from the funeral and all, even though it's still really fucking weird and difficult to handle. But we're all dealing. But now, Olen and I are moving back to OC, which is insane for so many reasons. One of the main reasons I moved in the first place was because of how slow it is here, how it's so country and ( Read more... )