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i AM the June of this relationship
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[Mar. 5th, 2006|12:04 am] |
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| | friends, season 9 | ] |
quick entry:
where can i find the toe socks for the husky man?
pitlets
Mona Lisa? that was like 20 minutes ago...
3 stones. different colors. present from vegas, bitches.
its just so much easier to hate them..
i <3 First Wives Club
judo chop!
95+ movies, 3 seasons of x files, 1 of alias, 1 of lois and clark, and nothing to watch.
49+ books, umteen magazines and nothing to read.
when you're with somebody for so long, and you're so close to them, you can't imagine yourself with anyone else.
Jose Chungs 'from outer space'.
could this be another new beginning? i guess it depends on what it is and what it symbolizes....
you're the reyes to my scully, dear.
i can't wait to wear a bathing-suit....and flip flops.
it's amazing how one small gesture can change your outlook on everything
i read about it, see it, and hear about it. i know, it's fictional, but i want that. i crave it.
I'm so obsessive and addictive. maybe that's my tragic flaw...
look back on three months ago...so much has changed. i've changed. inside and out.
only 4 of her?!? i'm slacking. BIG time.
is the reason i can't choose because i'm ignoring what's really in my heart? in reality, i'm scared. terrified really.
i am so going next year. no matter what, i'm there.
drunk momma horten cracks my shit up. confused me a little though...
i think now is a good time to stop lying to myself and those who care about me. it's only prolonging the inevitable.
i wish it had been easier, instead of any longer....
see, i told you it would be quick...
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| on and on and on and on again... |
[Mar. 2nd, 2006|01:05 pm] |
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| | silence is golden | ] |
i like these entries...i'm going to keep doing them.
four hours is four hours too long.
i know it's only 5 days, but i'm dying inside.
academy awards party sunday night.
nomination for best actress for bleak house. cross fingers.
when you hurt, i hurt. i wish there was something more i could do besides just listen.
its been to long.
frozen empty streets. slick pavement.
why do i always come to you for those kind of decisions? why can't i just make up my mind on my own?
london. sounds like a 'go' to me.
hurry and pay me back so i can get that damn ipod.
'i just want to...rub it off....' holds hand up to forehead.
you're evil. i am? yep.
just give it time.
it's all i can think about these days. i just want to pick up and go already.
busy streets. backwards. long hair. jeans and a jacket. large bag. slight breeze. clean air. accents. create a new you. no one has to know. so appealing, but what's wrong with the real you?
hypocritical. i know. but don't ask me to choose, cause you'll end up getting lost.
so many things...places. so little time, money.
well, in my world....
second season. next on list. really want? the sixth. the ninth. the fifth.
in dire need of blank vhs tapes.
shopping sprees. long movie nights. warm breezes. inside jokes. xfiles marathon. dolly parton. 9-5.
just gotta get my ticket. soooooo ready. can't wait.
i miss you already. call me so i can hear your voice.
tell me you love me. tell me i'm pretty.
pretty dresses. high shoes. curled hair. plush couches. snap. snap. snap.
fire escapes. grafiti'd walls. black and white. snap.
he kisses her. the baby. his fangs. reply you whore.
love me with your whole heart, or leave me. i can't stay in the middle. i was never a 'middle' kind of girl. i want it all.
do i stay or do i go? should i wait? how long would i have to wait? would it be worth it? so many questions...decisions...how do i know what's right?
<3
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| hell yes |
[Feb. 28th, 2006|01:31 pm] |
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| | walk the line- the movie | ] |
mom came home from taking jillian to the docs (she's sick) and had 'walk the line' in her hand. fuck yeah, she bought it. so i'm going to go watch it.
i <3 my mom. and johnny cash. and june carter cash. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2006|11:37 pm] |
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| | shake that laffy taffy- ? | ] |
stolen from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) crystal_lily
Name ten of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick ten people to do the same.
Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used.
1. hearing an old song that you haven't heard in a LONG time
2. having a stranger with a brittish accent tell you that you are the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.
3. waking up and having an awesome hair day (including eyebrows)
4. the morning cigarette
5. dark chocolate....god yes.
6. a compliment directly from my boss...hard to come by sometimes.
7. a good vampire book. or a book by edith wharton.
8. a good msr icon. *melts*
9. finding my tv remote after looking for it for months.
10. cheese. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2006|10:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | garth brooks, trisha yearwood: in anothers eyes | ] |
idea stolen from callmeophelia
days off finally.
sleeping in late. no ambition.
bloody ear, bloody cheek.....shit....
msr, angst, scully pov....heartbroken.
incubus dreams
house of mirth. lily bart. seldon. poison.
i know you like me, it's obvious. but you also know i have a boyfriend. stop trying to talk me into breaking up with him for you.
highway to hell. final destination 2 and 3. fuck yeah.
july. ga. matching tattoos. barbies. romeo and juliet.
michael. steel magnolias. rct. shelby.
homewrecker, i know what you're doin'.
i needed the closure. i hope you understand. 2 hour apology.
x files marathon. season 3, $40.
script studying. rehersals. character analyzing. so fucking excited. auditions. praying for the part. can't wait.
you're such a brat. i know.
how does it feel to be different from me?
hello beautiful. *blushes*
london. new york. cali.
fix you.
sure. fine. whatever.
i'd better be your best man. i know i have to out drink rick. and that's fine, i'll do it. but i'm gonna be the BM if i have to...tux and all.
you all are either married, or getting ready to get married. where does that leave me? dating for the next ten years.
a quote from a book to leave you all with:
There comes a point where you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt eachother. It just means you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.
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| good day today!!! |
[Feb. 24th, 2006|10:23 pm] |
ok so here's a few random things...
1. when i got out of my car tonight, i looked at the clock and it said 10:13. crazy. i've been on an xfiles frenzy lately, so it kinda rocked my world. i'm wierd, what can i say?
2. i bought season 3 today. the first (and only) episode i watched was 2shy cause i haven't seen that one yet. it was...interesting.
3. since i have season 3 on dvd now, i was wondering if anyone would want to purchase the tapes i have from season 3. if not, that's cool. but if anyone's interested, just let me know...i don't have a use for them anymore, and my vcr is broken. if you are interested, you can email me at:
tusk_angel79@hotmail.com
*if this is inappropriate (getting rid of the tapes), feel free to delete the post. or tell me and i'll delete it. thank you :)
Love~ Patty |
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[Feb. 24th, 2006|12:36 pm] |
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| | godbless the broken road- rascall flatts | ] |
i'm starting to think i've got some fucked up version of the stomach flu. it's gross. lol, maybe this is why i am losing weight. who knows...sure makes me want to curl up into a ball in bed and not leave for the next few days. funny thing though, i have to work saturday and sunday. bummer.
got my check today though. which means, pay mom, lend scott money, buy mom birthday gifts, take mom out to dinner, buy that damn x files i've been wanting for like ever, buy those sheets i want...and still have money to live off of. hell fuckin yeah.
nothing really new over here, other then those two things. i'm off to see scott tonight...let's hope i can get over the 'ur parents are home' thing tonight.
<3 |
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| few things... |
[Feb. 21st, 2006|10:21 pm] |
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| | crazy | ] |
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| | cheerios theme song? | ] |
ok so i watched final destination 2 tonight cause it was on tv, and i love all three movies, so of course, i had to watch it again.
1. one of the victims (his name is Tim) totally reminded me of david duchovny. i mean, he had his facial structure, the nice bottom lip...etc. if his hair was dark brown, he could have passed for davids kid i swear, or mulders for that matter.
2. i know the writers/directors are james wong and darin morgan (sorry if i got the names wrong) and it's so obvious. seriously, the lines that some of the people said...like Tim...he's at the dentist and he turns to his mom and says 'if they give me the laughing gas and i wake up and my pants are undone, we ain't payin'.' and then the look on his face...i swear it was like a mini mulder.
3. i just saw a preview for 'the unit' with robert patrick. he looks good. anyone know what the tv show is supposed to be about? just wondering...though it doesn't really matter, i guess i'd watch it either way just cause he's in it and he's scrumptious.
4. i'm going to buy season 3 this weekend and i'm totally psyched. anyone have any good eps from season 3 they'd recommend?
thanks guys for listening to me ramble~
Patty |
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| more pics |
[Feb. 21st, 2006|12:06 pm] |
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| | fix you- coldplay | ] |
i got some more pics from the other photographer this morning. so here they are...i was going to put them under a cut cause there's more then three this time, but i can't figure out how to work it....so you're stuck with a really big post. oh yeah, and i'm going to include one other one i got from mark alan.
 i swear i had a sleeveless shirt on....i'm not topless....no need to pull a jennifer aniston over here thank you.
 this is that one in the red dress that i really like, though the look on my face is kinda silly...i look like i got caught doing something bad....
 and i like this one...
ok i hope this works.....have a good day, i'll post a real post later i guess.... |
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| whoo hoooo |
[Feb. 20th, 2006|01:06 am] |
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| | boyfriend- ashlee simpson | ] |
ok here's three pics that i just got emailed to me from the shoot...
the last one is my fave...don't ask me why, cause i don't really have a good answer. i guess i just really liked that dress...and my skin looks exceptionally shiny or something.
i know, i'm a fruit.
have a good night y'all...
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| *small amounts of vomit in mouth* |
[Feb. 19th, 2006|05:52 pm] |
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i just saw a pic of gillian's new husband...and i'm sorry to say that i am really disappointed...she's so young...well she looks a shit load younger then he does. god she can do better.
he must be fucking awesome in bed. or really know how to carry a conversation...i'm sure it's the first one... |
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| planes, trains, and automobiles |
[Feb. 19th, 2006|05:02 pm] |
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| | rocky mountain way- glenn? i forget dammit. | ] |
wasn't that a movie? who knows...
anywhoo...so i was thinking about yesterday, and boy was it a busy day. and i'm paying for it today. i'm tired, sore, achy, and probably getting sick cause i feel like shit. so what do i do? call work and say 'no i'm not working today' and sit around, eating munchos and a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream. finished it off about 10 minutes ago. and my phone is dying, but im too lazy to go get my charger. bummer.
so yesterday...here is what happened...
got up at 8am...talked to mom then hopped in the shower, threw on some clothes, blow dryed hair, did other necessities, threw the clothes, shoes, and accessories in the mini and off i went to ann arbor. i was on the road by 9am. not too bad. had to stop and get gas (and a french vanilla) but i still made awesome time. got there 45 minutes early. brian met me at the door, helped me carry the shit in (i swear, i looked like i was moving in) and we got started with the shoot. brian and mark both shot at the same time...and then they'd be like 'alright, next outfit'...'look at me'...'eyes over here for a sec'...'perfect'...'good now do this'...it was quite tiring, but shit loads of fun. i got to see a few of the pics already and they're fucking awesome. i'll get some of them emailed to me within the next few days....hopefully tonight or tomorrow, cause i want to see them like now. we already set up another shoot. they want to take me to ann arbor (in the city) the industrial part, and do a black and white shoot on fire escapes, in alleys, by grafiti...etc. fucking awesome...can't wait. i'll have to post some of the pics when i get them. i looked hot.
then after the shoot, left and stopped at scotts house to pick him up but he wasn't ready yet...so i passed out on his couch for an hour and then we hung out when i woke up. we left his house, drove to mine, i had ice cream, changed my clothes, and we hopped over to RCT to see tami's new play (which was ok...). tami was awesome...ken kelley was fricken awesome...but the rest of the people sucked. accents faded in and out...the lead lady was monotone...and some people screwed up their lines...loads of stuttering. but ken and tami made up for it with their awesome performances.
then we (me scott and tami) headed to knapps and had a few drinks. there was a live band there (which was waaaaaay too loud, and way to sucky). but they did sing 'boys of summer' by don henley. i wasn't impressed with their version...but it's a good song. so we jammed. they also sang 'black velvet' and 'when i think about you i touch myself'. lots of sex talk and marriage talk. i got a half a pack of cigs out of it too. not a bad night. made me miss tami a helluva lot though. we promised to go out dancing more. good.
me and scott got back to my place around 1am. cuddled and watched friends till 2am...then hit the couches and were out. woke up today to kisses on my face. awwww. such a sweet boyfriend. then he made me breakfast...well i helped, so i guess we made it together. everything is so good right now. i'm just so happy with my life at the moment. i hope it stays this happy for a while. cause this is good.
ok kids, i'm off to do something...prob lay down cause i think i have a bit of a fever...it's like 85 in here and i'm freezing...with a hoodie on and socks and pants...yep, probably a fever. |
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| real quick... |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|01:26 pm] |
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| | pussycat dolls- don't cha | ] |
so how excited am i for when the weather gets warmer? trips to the beach at stoney, cute bathingsuits, driving around aimlessly all day with the windows rolled down jamming to stevie, morning trips to the tanning salon...
*sigh* can't wait. |
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| i'm fucking stupid, i know. |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|01:04 pm] |
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| | numb | ] |
| [ | music |
| | total silence, thank you.... | ] |
so what do i do when i have ONE day off? oh, that's right. i go on and pick up extra hours so i never get a day off. that's what i do. no seriously, they need me like bad. see, yesterday penny had a 'talk' with us. turns out that we are getting waaaaay too many people in the er/ec and we have like no open beds to admit them...so they're sleeping on cots, chairs, couches, etc. downstairs until a bed opens up. so, the answer to the problem? open a new unit. we're opening a unit on 4 south for a few days that will have anywhere from 10 to 20 beds and they needed people to pick up extra hours and work it. i am working today from 3 to 11:30 pm...only to race home and go to bed so i can get up at fucking 5 the next morning and work another 12 hour shift. dammit. i should have just enjoyed my day off, and not felt bad for those people downstairs. but, that'll put 52 hours on my check...for one week...that'll be awesome over time. maybe then, just maybe i can run out and spend $30 on season 1,2, or 3. gotta love those new boxed sets.
last night, i forgot to clock out that's how bad i wanted to leave. i was all set on 007-ing it and racing downstairs before penny had a chance to see me leave 10 minutes early, but just as i get to the elevator, who comes trottin up in her red jacket? penny. so we rode down together and skipped the trolly, and just walked across the street. even though, we could have gotten a jay-walking ticket for $110 if i didn't push the button. turns out, i'm totally good at small talk. we talked about school, me taking her job someday, plays, etc. it was....nice...awkward, but nice.
so being that it's one oclock here, and i have to leave in an hour, i should go shower and get ready to go to work for 8 hours of hopefully not hell. i pray that it'll be an easy 8 hours.
if i don't call you when i get out of work, i'm not mad...i'm just tired as fuck and need SOME sleep before i head off to work tomorrow. just a little heads up to those who want to talk to me.
<3 peace and love y'all. |
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| Happy belated birthday SOTM |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|01:58 pm] |
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| |  awake | ] |
| [ | music |
| | black eyed peas~ hey mama | ] |
When I woke up today around...noon...through my headache, memories of last night came rushing back at me. The laughs, the games, the booze....it was a good ass night last night, let me tell you. I had a fucking blast. Let's recap...
Got home from work a little after 8, and was ready and out the door with mike at like quarter to 9. him in the hoodie and 'dont interupt me when i'm talking to myself' tshirt and socks and sandals, me in two wife beaters, my tan jacket, tight jeans and awesome ass boots...we looked good and ready to party. so we drive to laurens aunts house, talking the whole way there. just about nothing and everything. the usual right? right. so then we get there, and lauren's in the middle of one of her bf's...and i head upstairs with her while she's getting ready to raid through her make up bag and hairspray. half an hour to an hour later we're almost ready and michael heads upstairs to...i guess he was kind of tired of buddy getting in his business billy crystal in americas sweethearts style. whatever lol. so 'whenever i call you friend' was on and we were all jamming to that, and free fallin'. we're finally ready and head downstairs to get directions and times and rates for the bucci...bocci...bocce...whatever, ball game that we decided to go and play. we call them...duba duba duba dot...lmao. then we check on the internet (their food was so overly priced) and make plans to head there around 12. we go downstairs to play pool...which mike and i totally sucked at. but when lauren started playing with us (she was trying to fix the bass on the comp. cause it was totally drowning don out) things started to move along. we won only cause lauren accidentally knocked the 8 ball in, giving us our win. we leave around 10:30 to go to meet sara, megan, and paul at the bucci place. we jammed on the way there, and sara met us there. we sat at the bar, scoping out jake brian, and drinking drinks. bud light, rum and coke, vodka and tonics, cappucinos, and whatever else. evidently you have to drink the cappucinos before they get too cold, other wise they taste like shit. good to know. there was talk (about 4 times) of fake names, anastasia beeverhousen, horhe (sp?), charlene, joanne, etc. but we finally decided on josh, vanessa, kayla, and julianne. it worked. last names were waaaaay too difficult. first names was all we needed. we decided to play the italian bowling game. it was fun. me and mike were kicking some ass...till sara threw three balls in and equaled our score. dammit. megan and paul showed up, bringing laurens cigs and they played some more...with me and michael stopping for a bar break. we took some good pics with the throw away camera...they should be posted within the next few days i think. ask lauren, she has to do it lol. then eventually we parted ways.
the drive home was more jamming to older songs at the top of our lungs...long ass phone calls...and eventually crashing on the couches in the living room. exhausted.
and today, i'm achy, and tired, but no real hangover. good. i always get a hangover. but today is different i suppose...maybe cause there was no jager involved.
today i'm going to scotts cause we're celebrating valentines day today. i have to work tuesday and wednesday.
i'm going to go get in the shower...have a good day everyone. <3 |
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| last day off... |
[Feb. 6th, 2006|03:53 pm] |
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| | D.H.T. feat.edmee- listen to your heart | ] |
and i haven't done shit. i did sit down and read the last 200 pages of 'the notebook'. seriously, the book is almost better then the movie. almost. that's the second book i've read in 2 days. i also read this book called 'the midnight club' by christopher pike. it was good....i was expecting scary and it was just sad. no scary. it was good though. but the notebook, i couldn't put it down. it's easy reading...not lots of action...there's a lot of descriptiveness...but it's still good. it makes you feel like you are there. it made me long for summer. can't wait to get rid of this snow.
i heard 'boulevard of broken dreams' a few minutes ago and it reminded me of fuddy meers. i wish that i could go back to then and do it again. that was by far one of my favorite plays to do. no, not just cause i had the lead, but because it was a great play, had great people, and the directing rocked. no i am not kissing mikes ass, but he really was a great director. it was just a good time all around. 'fuddy meers, and scene'.
i guess there's talk about going out to the emerald this saturday night. we had to cancel the past 2 fucking times, first cause of me, then because of tami...so hopefully the third time it'll work out. third times a charm right? hopefully. it is always a blast going out with them and dancing, drinking, and meeting new people...my fave is when i don't have to pay for my own drinks. boys are a nice money saver. unless your name is scott...lol....maybe i can talk them into stopping at the kit kat club on the way. just go there for a few drinks before. sing some karaoke. maybe fran and ron will stop in then lol. fran is a ham on the stage. give the woman a mic and she's gone. good times..
i spent the past few days just lounging and doing pretty much nothing. if i had the money, i'd have asked mike to pick me up and make a run to starbucks. i miss that already. even though we did it like 3 days ago...maybe longer. idk.
i have to get out of this chair. the bruises on my ass are getting uncomfortable, so i have to go lay down or walk or do something..
so until later.... |
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| i believe in fairytales |
[Feb. 4th, 2006|11:24 pm] |
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| | giggly | ] |
| [ | music |
| | fireflies- faith hill | ] |
i've recently become obsessed with 'fireflies' by faith hill. it's like a total 'me' song.
anyways, today was a good day. scott came to pick me up around 1:30 (seeing that mom won't let me drive due to the fainting spell) and he took me out towards his house for dinner a bit later. we went to baja fresh or whatever it's called. it was really good...soooo much better then taco bell. seriously, i almost didnt believe it myself. then we hung out and watched some tv...did the hokey pokey x2...and then watched some of 'the fifth element'.
I <3 milla jovovich. she rocks my world. even with orange (and i mean orange) hair.
"dot" "chicken"
then he drove me home around 6ish. i went upstairs and cleaned my room after talking to pb for a while on the tele. i watched 'bad blood' while cleaning and just laughed my ass off. god i miss old x files eps. i seriously need to save up some money so i can get seasons 1-6. early scully hair is by far the funniest. even early mulder hair...it's all whispy and shit. lol.
i think i'm going to go upstairs now and pop in a movie. possibly FTF cause i'm on such an xfiles kick tonight.
1013 love. |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2006|06:32 pm] |
my relaxing day went from ok to shitty. i fainted. like seriously, blacked out and woke up on the ground. it was actually kind of scary. my mom was talking about taking me to EC but i decided that i'd be ok and if it happens again then id go to the doctor. it just scares me cause i don't know what caused it. i got plenty of sleep, i'm not dehydrated, and i ate so i know my bs was ok. i wasn't even dizzy before it happened. i just like went down. who knows.
i'm not allowed to drive (per mom) for the rest of teh night, and possibly not tomorrow if i am still feeling drowsy and shaky. we'll see i guess.
<3 send me love, i need it. |
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| ahhh friday... |
[Feb. 3rd, 2006|02:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | faith hill~ fireflies | ] |
so one more week till i get paid thank god. hopefully it comes (my check) on thursday so i can cash it on friday, my day off. i've been workin the shit out of myself lately. i finally have a few days off in a row so i can relax. well not relax, but atleast save some gas money. i worked 45 hours this week, much different from my usual 36. that's 5 hours of time and half, so hopefully i will have like an extra $70 to go and get that tattoo on sunday.
i did get like 13 hours of sleep, much needed sleep may i remind you. i'm kind of glad that they didn't call and say they needed me today at work, cause when i woke up at 9 to answer the phone, i was still exhausted. i didnt get up till like 1. it was nice.
ooo just got a phone call from scott telling me that i have 150 minutes left this month. so don't call my cell during the day. don't call me till after 9 cause i can't afford to go over ok? not to mention thank god my weekends and nights are free cause i used 2200 of those lol. i don't know who the hell i talk to that much...whatever...
i'm going to go and take a shower. call me later kids (after 9) |
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