More than words
Music: Take One Guess

Getting ready for work as of current. My abdomen is CHURNING. Tonight is my last night closing at Gart, which is GLOOOOORIOUS. I plan on not doing a thing. We'll see how this works out.

I cannot believe we're finally moving tomorrow. Eli is pretty excited. Mom bought us an ass-load of toilet paper. *ahem* And a toaster. Strudel.

I made a late-night trip to Wal-Mart yesterday, post-work. I had to fight the urge to purchase mass quantities of candles because I should probably spend my money on crap we can actually eat for two weeks. Priorities? What?

Nah, he was DEFINITELY dancing.

Do you have this soccer cleat in a size 10?
Music: Aqualung--Strange and Beautiful (I Put a Spell on You)

Wow. Stayed up WAAAAY too late last night/this morning. I didn't turn in officially until 4:45am. It was totally worth it, tho. LOOKOUT!

Every single bone in my body right now is SCREAMING.

I have one more night of closing ahead of me, then its an all-day festivus of relocaTION. I can't wait.

11:17...time to schleep. :)

Daily Races
Music: Clapton-More than Words

So many thoughts racing through my mind today: CARVING a niche, starting from scratch, recognizing/appreciating the good. I do believe today has been THE longest day of 2004.

FED UP:
A large group of high school softball girls came trouping thru the store today ISO Under Armour to wear underneath their uniforms. Along with three stocky mothers with short haircuts and Oakley tans, they haggled about which color the team should wear. Some tall, awkward boy tweaked that WHITE would be the most appropriate color, interrupting the flow. A tall mother wearing a clingy long skirt (all the while putting on an ostentatious exhibition of her SIGNIFICANT baggy underwear line), chimed in with the following:

"Um...Andrew...we do value your opinion, but you are NOT the Ponderosa Mustang Softball team MANAGER!"

CLASS ACT.

I wanted to shower these people with bricks. Instead I retreated to the break room, wherein I dove into a highly enjoyable newspaper shredding frenzy. YAY!

I seriously needed more sleep today.

Joni is great. It seems as though all my female friends are either on a 'MAN' strike, or involved in some twisted web of lust vs hate vs standards vs blah blah.

Oy.

3 more days of Gart.

Moving in Wednesday...let the games begin.

Does it make you feel more like a man?

Spoke with my sister tonight for almost two hours, and it was glorious. It really pains me that we live so far away from each other. I miss her greatly, along with Gabriella. Family is not meant to be apart, and the fact is ripping my guts out. We're finally both at an age where we can share experiences and be somewhat on the same plane. Her advice is invaluable.

It's getting difficult to sleep these past few weeks. Mucho amounts on my mind, and I know the issues are only going to get heavier. Thank G-d for good people. Wow, Chris...we really did take excellent care of each other back in the day. I need that now more than ever, and it just isn't there, ya know? However, I shouldn't complain. I have my health. I have a roof over my head, food, a job, the rest. But something is truly missing...

4 more days left at Garts. I am so excited. Eli and I move into the place on Wednesday. I truly have NO IDEA in hell how we're going to get everything together by then, but we're gonna do it.

Anxious.

Out and aboot
Music: Iron and Wine--Such Great Heights

Holy crap, Iron & Wine has been FEEDING MY SOUL for the past two days. I love it.

Went out for drinks tonight with the people. Good times all around. I haven't laughed that much in weeks...

I love Joni and Bob.

Allison just DESERVES better.

I miss Kyle, Chris, and Marc. I sincerely wish I could just live next to these people. Oh, the times we've had...

Holy CRAP, there are so many douche bags out there...

Headache.

FALAFEL NIGHT!
Music: Thievery Corp-Heaven's Gonna Burn Your Eyes

Wow, I'm in a BITCHY mood tonight/this morning. EH. I need hugs, a footrub, and chocolate.

This guy I talked to on the phone tonight acted confused when I said that MAN juice had a smell. He's like...HOW DO YOU KNOW? WHAT the FREAK. How does one NOT know? Eh.

So tired.

I have so much shit on my bed from 'organizing' today. So much for that shit.

Eh. Tomorrow. Today. Whatever.

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
Music: America-Rainy Day

Dark and rainy. My day off. I love it.

I woke up at noon, ate a cherry popsicle, hung out for a bit...and here I am.

Today I need to sort all my clothes, and throw most everything away. CATHARSIS.

Had a bizarro movie dream again. I was in this small, Irish community...a child had passed away. We were mourning this child for about 2 weeks. Christian Bale was in it. He didn't give me a second look. Figures.

EH.

I need to run to Big Lots today to get my credit card statement back. I hope no one snagged the numbers...I could be ULTRA screwed.

Hallie is now freaking out because of the rain.

Eh. I'm now off to light a fire under my ass. Wish me luck.

Thanks for the message, Kylo. I love you too, man. :)

Southern Belles NEED NOT apply

Wow. Today has been chock full of wild shit:

1. Worked from 7-4:30

2. Ran to Aurora to check out this furniture store I was researching. Turns out it was in the GHETTO, and I felt as tho I was going to be jumped at any moment. I def. sped out of there. I did, however, find a kickass thrift store en route.

3. On the way back into Parker on Peoria, there was a bit of a stall because this dude wanted to turn left across some double lines and 5 o'clock traffic. About 10 cars came to a fast halt in front of me, and I was able to do the same. Then I saw this crazy ass woman speeding behind me, and I was able to lurch forward enough so she could BARELY swerve into the other lane without pounding my ass. She screeched on her brakes and proceeded to give me a bitchy look. WHAT THE HELL! There's an entire line of stopped cars in front of me, woman. Maybe you should stop hitting your kid in the backseat of your '91 Tempo and freaking DRIVE.

4. Stopped at the Lots and bought my canopy bed, as well as a new bed frame. While I was there, a lawyer from LoDo called me on the cell about a job opening he has. DAMN. As soon as I get a job offer, the others come pouring in. Eh. I actually was able to shoot the shit with the guy, and he sounded extremely cool. I bet he was hot. Hot lawyer. Yay.

5. Stop by King's; get dog food and a lunchable. I am freaking starving.

6. Come home, and don't want to get all the boxes out of the Jeep. Big Lots calls and tells me they have my CREDIT CARD statement that I just got in the mail today. I must have dropped it when I paid for my crap. I hope to G-D they didn't look at it. THANK YOU, 60 bucks at Fascinations! YAAAAAY! Once again...eh.

I am absolutely wiped, thanks to MOI staying up until 1am. Couldn't sleep.

Ah well. Tomorrow I have the entire day to work on packing. Should prove to be a time of extreme greatness.

I can't feel my legs.

Our State Fair is a GREAT State Fair!

Shout out to sophomore year! YESSS! Who are Evan O'Donnel and Jared Peckenpaugh?

Pivot, step, WAVE.

My last day here at Gart for the week, thank the good L-rd. MADNESS. I am so done with this.

Grabbing the bed frame today at Big Lots...tempted to check out the others before I buy this one. CLASS ACT. You just have to SEE it to believe it.

Went out for drinks last night with some people from work. I was torn between sharing/listening to anecdotes, and watching the olympics on any one of the 5 screens surrounding my face. Typical.

I need denim. Working freight all day, and my khakis look like shittles. Eh.

1.5 hours left at work, so I think I can make it. Considering another nap in the dressing rooms...

WHERE are you, Kyle? Call me.

Freeze.

Get your haiku on

MAZEL TOV, Gal Friedman! The windsurfer has secured the first gold medal for Israel...ever. Too awesome.

Heather called me this morning--she has an interview with UA on Monday! I AM SO EXCITED FOR HER! She is just TOO FREAKING GOOD for Garts. I KNOW she'll get the position. Woo.

Anywho...like I said before, I was inundated with decor ideas until 1 am this morning. I NEED TO STOP THE MADNESS.

I also need to grab lunch.

And yo mamma.

Done.

Back...WITH THA HARDCORE

I really dislike Wanda Sykes. There it is.

I don't know if anyone else was watching the Amateur Golf Tourney on ESPN on Friday, but I almost spat my soup across the restaurant when I saw Jeff Overton playing golf on the widescreen. That kid farted A LOT in middle school during Mr. Wheaton's history class. He also gave TWB a freaking heart attack everyday in concert choir at North. Oh, the days...

This Wednesday on Conan (holy crap, its been months, Conan): BEN STILLER, OWEN WILSON, and some other people who aren't as important. CHECK IT.

Closing wasn't too bad--got out at 9:30. Excellence. I don't know if I can make it. I'm going to miss Bob.

I definitely need to avoid reading 5 decorating books before bedtime. My mind spins until 3am with ideas, and it is INCREDIBLY annoying/pathetic.

10 year-olds do NOT need cellphones
Pre-teens ANNOY THE HELL out of me. I require some white choco mousse right now.

"Uh...Andrea...we're gonna need you to do a 180% close tonight b/c corp is coming tomorrow...mmkay? Do you know what that means?"

Hmm...I've only been here a YEAR, know more about my department than my current manager, and I am the only person who gives a shit and can make the pad look decent. And I don't even GIVE a shit. What does this tell you?

Seriously. 2 more weeks is just TOO long for this shite.

EH. Anywho...nabbed some design books from the 'ol libe. I owe them like 4 bucks for having A Raisin in the Sun out for like 2 months this past spring semester. Sick.

Eli has TWO interviews this week. CELEBRATION. One is at a donut shop. His words: "I better not become a fat fuck..." My family exudes class.

Take IT
Alright, I may be a QUIZ whore, but seriously...this is just so dead on about me. Take the color quiz people. I want to see how well this works with all of you...
http://www.ColorQuiz.com/

Your Existing Situation

Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous.

Your Stress Sources

Wants to overcome a feeling of emptiness and to bridge the gap which she feels separates herself from others. Anxious to experience life in all its aspects, to explore all its possibilities, and to live it to the fullest. She therefore resents any restriction or limitation being imposed on her and insists on being free and unhampered.

Your Restrained Characteristics

Believes that she is not receiving her share--that she is neither properly understood or adequately appreciated. Feels that she is being compelled toconform, and close relationships leave her without any sense of emotionalinvolvement. Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity but tends to hold aloof emotionally.

Your Desired Objective

Seeks success, stimulation, and a life full of experience. Wants to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt, to win, and to live intensely. Likes contacts with others and is enthusiastic by nature. Receptive to anything new, modern, or intriguing; has many interests and wants to expand her fields of activity. Optimistic about the future.

Your Actual Problem

Fights against restriction or limitation, and insists on developing freely as a result of her own efforts.

Your Actual Problem #2

The fear that she might be prevented from achieving the things she wants leads her to play her part with an urgent and hectic intensity.

you are deeppink #FF1493

Your dominant hues are red and magenta. You love doing your own thing and going on your own adventures, but there are close friends you know you just can't leave behind. You can influence others on days when you're patient, but most times you just want to go out, have fun, and do your own thing. Your saturation level is high - you get into life and have a strong personality. Everyone you meet will either love you or hate you - either way, your goal is to get them to change the world with you. You are very hard working and don't have much patience for people without your initiative. Your outlook on life is very bright. You are sunny and optimistic about life and others find it very encouraging, but remember to tone it down if you sense irritation.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

Don't do it
I haven't been home since Saturday morning. I just got back, and this house is a mess. I was chillin with Jason for his b-day.

Ugh. I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to eat pudding without a spoon. A messy task, no matter which way you look at it.

Today I get to have a physical and a drug test for the new job. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

Gotta be at work by 2. These next two weeks are going to suxzors...but again...no more Gart's after this. WOO. It is sweet that Scrof is back at the store...seriously. Dols got screwed BIG TIME.

I really need to get my ass in gear with the Israel photos. NO TIME.

Thinking about auditioning for 'You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown.." or "You Can't Take it With You" in Aurora. I'm not sure which, and I hope I could do one or the other with my new job. We'll see. I need to find my sheet music...

I don't know if I could do YCTWY again without Jerry. Awww, JERRY! UNI-BOOB!

Anywho, I gotta go pee in a cup. CIAO.

DANCE, NAKED BOY, DANCE!!
People. I got the job.
*EXCITED*
Goodbye, Senor Garts! Muahahahahahahahahahah!!!!!

You have the face of a woman who can suck...
Oh my L-rd. I am so tired. I stayed up until 3am talking to Jon in his music-induced madness. It was great fun. He might be moving to the Springs soon and giving me his bed. SWEET.

I have an interview in two hours. I also feel like I am going to hurl. AWESOME.

Would you avoid a relationship with someone solely based on the fact that they were a HORRIBLE kisser? Unless it was a a hopeless case, I would try to train the mofos into submission if they were worth it.

Anywho...I am off to shower this ass.

This hurts deeper than I thought it would

Thank the Lord. My last night closing! Woo freaking hoo! Payday= tomorrow, so I am completely jazzed. Furniture shopping!

In other news, Allison and I are coming together on a book. I'll share details later, but I do feel that this book will be a spring board into something bigger....much bigger.

I love plans.

I can't wait until I move out, but I am sure as hell going to miss chili.

Would you find it in your heart...
If you utilize a fork solely for EATING purposes, it will last indefinitely. However, if you use it to drive nails or dig trenches, it will soon break. You must use it for what it is DESIGNED to do. Thank you, careerbuilder burnout article. SERIOUSLY. This is me at Gart.

-I absolutely LOATHE selling shit, and having to bombard customers with add-ons and service plans that they DON'T need.
-I dislike and am aggressively unmotivated by routine tasks and sameness in the workplace.
-The fluorescent lighting is killing my soul

So that about wraps it up. Eli is in Nebraska, so I stole his bed last night. That might seem odd, but my bed is broken, so eat it. I REALLY need to get that bad boy fixed. I might wanna get any incriminating evidence out from under it in the meantime...

My depth perception must be off again...

ONE MORE DAY of this shit this week. I can't wait for this weekend...

Yesterday marked exactly 2 WEEKS until Eli and I move outta here. Sweet.

I need to find lunch. HUNT/GATHER.

I also need to order checks. Lates, people.

Pressed against the hard things of the world
7:17 PM. I am hella bored. Currently on break from work. Bob and Rob are working, so I am saved. I've spent most of my time today hiding and working on my monthly budget. Rock. There's absolutely nothing to do at work, and its killing me.

It's raining like mad. Duane walked me out to my car with his umbrella, but my left shoulder was not shielded from the downpour in the least. I didn't feel like getting 'close and cozy' with the man, so I didn't say anything. EH. Wet shoulder, clear conscience. He shaved his goatee that he's had for 13 years. His wife prefers the clean-shaven look. I personally think he looks like a douche without the flavor saver. Not to mention a poor double-person umbrella holder. EH.

I'm currently dealing with a lot of shit right now, just under the pulse. Some of it I'm letting slide because other matters take priority now. But this is how we deal with life--not unlike an ER triage. The important crap we deal with face-to-face, and the rest we can leave well enough alone...for now. Sigh.

Tomorrow is my last night closing, so YAY. I'm planning on making Friday afternoon a day of furniture hunting with Allison post-interview. We should have some good times all-around.

My body hurts.

Sleeping tonight is going to feel fabulous.

Kyle, are you still alive?

Spent.

Let me rest in pieces
Current Music: Gary Jules- Mad World
Done rather early tonight at the store. Bob was working. I love this man.

I am now sitting here eating leftover pizza and drinking coke from my favorite teal tumbler. This night is mine.

Thinking back over this year and realizing what a crazy fucking time I've had. This has been the longest and most eventful year in the life of moi. Madness.

A friend of mine was passing thru Nevada and stopped by a brothel. He didn't pay for any 'services,' but he was able to look at a line-up of girls, pick one out, and ask her for price ranges. NOT KIDDING. The specific girl he picked out charged 100 g's for intercourse, which I thought wasn't that steep. Eh. I want to go to a brothel and check out the place. Definitely an idea for a photojournalism project...

And how come I find a $20 dollar off coupon for Fascinations when I already bought a new vibrator? Eh. I'll just have to get a new one. YAY.

Going to sleep and dreaming of brothels. Lates.

If you press F3, you can get like 10 more lives, dude.
On break from work. I currently have 13 dollars in my checking account...JEALOUS? Thank you, 300+ dollars in bills and my apartment deposit. Damn, I can't wait to get paid, and get my new job.

Speaking of, the hoity toity law firm received my email, but couldn't open my resume. NOT COOL. At least they were nice enough to ask for a different format instead of discarding my resume like a piece of soiled toilet paper. Rock. Yay for damn sweet cover letters. Or their desperation...either/or. :)

Closing tonight at Gart's. Its pretty slow, so thank G-d. Seriously. I've been folding and straightening all afternoon...ahh...the life of the closer. I've also sold more hardlines today than my own softlines. Figures. EH.

Do you have these volley socks in a HUNTER GREEN?

Christopher cracks me up. Glad he called today and saved me from retail, if not for more than 8.46 minutes.

Anywho, I gotta get back to work. Gonna go home, re-format my resume and get it off to the appropriate people, and sleep.

OH! Dad did give me a call...he was setting up a golf game for next week with the CEO, and he said that I would be a 'good fit' for the organization. Please oh please hire me...

We'll see.

Last night I couldn't sleep, so I mapped out what my room is going to look like with various bed placement. I am def. jazzed. I also need to build some shelves.

If I had a hammer...

It seems to me a strange thing...

Interview with the boss man today. It went swimmingly. I don't know why I was even nervous...everything came forth as usual. I really hope I get this job, people. I so strongly desire to be a part of an organization that is actually helping people. This sounds like a complete line, but I am not joking. Working in retail for the past year has been killing my soul, and it's about damn time I get the hell outta there.

Surprised Jason after my interview, which was cool. All of a sudden I was struck with this bizarre exhaustion, and all I wanted to do was sleep on his couch. Crazy how men can do that...BOO YAH! Jay Kay.

Snagged a foot long from subway today for a whopping $1.18. How I love Subway stamps.

No one has what I want, duvet-wise. I'm doing my room in all black and hot pink, and no one seems to have these linens in a queen. If anyone knows a place, online or off, where I could snag this shit...you know who to call.

Marc is back in Illinois right now, and I miss the dude. I can't believe this summer has gone by so quickly. Then again...I say this every year. EH.

Israel memories are still strong...I do suppose they'll never fade. I need to go back.

I work at Gart's tomorrow until close, which will suck ass, but I'll get over it.

There's an ad for a photographer in the paper, but I have a feeling its with that Monty Nuss character. NO THANKS. I think I'm going to call them, regardless...

I have 8 dollars to last me the rest of this week. We loves the Taco Hell.

I miss you, Sarah.

Off for some coffee, and then back to the casa for some packing.

And...that'll do.

Some say LOVE...*insert ASL routine here*

Saturday. Snacks.

Consumed lox and bagel this morning. This was a good thing.

Watched Scary Movie 3 last night for the first time. Yep. I'll never get that time back. The only moderately funny part was when the troll got hit by a car. Yes, I am sick.

SATURDAY AM ACTIVITY: Watching the Israel videos. HOW I miss Jerusalem. And its a wonder why we visited during the short, 6-month hiatus of violence. Coincidence? I think not.

I'm in some Jewish/German newspaper right now, and I can't locate the story.

Apparently I am a Montreal Activist. Nope.

Are you asking me on a DATE? Check 'yes' or 'no'

Damn, I miss Kyle.

Work started off pretty bad this morning at 7, but I managed to take a 20 minute nap in the dressing rooms, and fought off a migraine in the process. This is how we do it.

As the day progressed, the whole work environment improved, and Joni is her old self again. Praise be, seriously. I don't like to see the bad side of the woman. She's all business, I'm tellin ya.

I'm just jazzed at the fact that Rob is going to be my neighbor.

Some douche-baggy HS dudes came into the store and asked me where our speedos and soccer socks were. This couldn't be good. I jokingly asked them if they were going to wear the shit and strut around the community pool. That's exactly what they were doing. I'm too good for this job.
Anywho, I helped them soup-up their wardrobe, and they were def. prancing about the dressing rooms in the Nike comp. gear. I was cracking. BULGE. 17-year olds. HA. Excellent.

So I'm back home, and I do believe tonight is going to be one of RELAXATION and of GREAT FOOD. Bring it.

I'm sleeping in tomorrow, which is going to be GREAT. Not much sleep this week. EH. My own fault, of course. Also hittin the Scottish Festival in the afternoon, which is going to be KILLAH.

Interview with the CEO on Monday...OY. Excited.

DONE with Garts.

Til next time...

Can't find my underwear...

Today was freaking busy. Had my interview with the corp offices this morning downtown at 8:15. The interview went exceedingly well. I have a meeting with the CEO of the company on Monday morning. Following said meeting, Eli and I are signing the lease on our new apartment/freedom wagon. Feel free to hop aboard.

The rents checked out the place today, and they are cool with everything. Its a nice feeling.

Work sucked the ass. That's all.

Tara and Eli were waiting for me by the Jeep after work, which totally ruled. We snagged some custard at Good Times, then headed over to Walmart where we found this awesome starter kitchen set for 30 bucks. A freakin steal.

Tara is having trepidations about going to college in Nebraska next week. OY. I've just BEEN there.

I can't feel my shoulders.

I am loving this time of the year, and this time in my life right now. Its about damn time for change.

No sex in the fitness center!
Holy crap, people. Eli and I are moving out together. We should be approved by tomorrow afternoon. We snagged a 2 bedroom apartment off of Parker. My mom made sure to notify me immediately that this was not an excuse to have sex all the time. Thanks, mom. We move in September 1st.

I am EXCITED. We're going to be closer into Denver, on the outskirts of Aurora (the clean Aurora). Let the good times begin. I need a couch. And a new bed. And dishes. And...um...a lot of crap.

6 hours of sleep in the past two days. This is killing me.

My interview is TOMORROW in the wee hours of the morn downtown. I better get this. I'm jazzed to wear the clothes, fah shiz. I am so ready for the pay-raise.

I am going to be neighbors with ROB! BAAAH! Killah.

I'm going to bed in an hour.

Jason hooked his ass up with a job, which is FREAKING AWESOME! You rule, Jason. This is a week of progress, I'm telling you.

So details: We're on the third floor, which means that we have vaulted ceilings and skylights. Our porch looks out onto the golf course...NOT into the parking lot. I am liking this.

Na na na na.

Camping Hell

And before I turn in for the evening...a bit about my camping trip this past weekend:

We arrive at Golden Gate Park (9100 elev.) circa 10pm to encounter a full campsite. We pull up in two vehicles to our site and set up camp. We sleep. I enjoyed the air mattress and the mummy bag. It wasn't too cold. Started to rain.

The next night it is close to freezing, and the douche bag people camping next to us happen to be 5 teenagers talking about how easy their 'AP BIO' mid-term was this year until midnight. Not kidding. These people are about 8 feet away from our tent. Awesome. No. Then at 3am, my zipper gets jammed whilst down at my knee. I cannot free the zipper, therefore I am left to freeze, have stomach cramps, and pray for a quick death.

The end.

Chris, we will talk.

You know I'm training to be a cage fighter

I barely made it home. Definitely hallucinated on the way home and prayed mucho amounts. I've consumed 3 of those Monster energy drinks since 8:45pm of last night.
Allison's place is tight. Porch = scary. Underground parking spot = GOLDEN.
My neck is killing me. WHY AM I NOT SLEEPING?
I need a new bed ASAP. I broke part of mine about a month ago, and I have yet to fix it. OY. I'm just NOT caring enough. My feet are at a lower elevation than my head. Its really not that bad, actually.
I don't know what I am typing.
I am sitting here in the cold basement blogging and searching for jobs at 3am when I need to wake up in 3 hours. It really doesn't get any better than this, people.
DONE.

You think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while I'm wearing these bad boys?


Update: Napoleon Dynamite kicked major ass. END of story.
I have had it with work, and I've spent muchisimo time workin on the ol resume. I have an interview at one of my dad's offices on Thursday morning. I couldn't be more excited, seriously. I am more than ready to escape from the rat hole that is retail and the shitty-assed management that oh so appropriately follows suit. Enough is enough.

I'll be moving out by Christmas, seriously. I'm going to start checking out places closer to LoDo...hopefully Eli can skip out with me. Otherwise I'll have to go creative and find a complete stranger to live with. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Work wasn't too bad today. Did a wimpy 6-hour shift, but those are hard to come by. Had to snag some shoes this afternoon to go along with my swank new corp. wardrobe. I can dig.

After hitting the ghetto house of linen, a huge storm front was coming in, so I def. hauled it home. The clouds were looking SICK, and we had massive rotation aboot. A funnel cloud was spotted right over Stone Gate. Nope.

Heading over to Allison's in a bit to scope out her new pad. Should be sweet.

Right now I am wearing a blue Starsky & Hutch shirt, green shorts, and brown clogs. My in-house 'drobe is looking sick.

Stopped into the pet store today just to scope out the place. I played with a mini pinscher and almost cried it was so cute and little. I thought I was going to be EMOTIONAL this week. GOSH. I wanted to take him from the horrible place, right along with the feeder fish and crickets. DEATH ROW, people. DEATH freakkin row.

Better put something decent on. I'm definitely smelling coffee. I scored about 4 hours of sleep last night before work this morning at 7. MADNESS. It was totally worth it, tho. Espresso = ambrosia. My heart is crying.

Did some sweet shopping yesterday with Jason. Too much fun, indeed. PEDRO!

I caught you a delicious bass...

Because I can

Oy. I'll be brief.
-Searching for a new job, working for the man, going camping this weekend, and I can't wait for school to start. -

I told ya.