sunday: hmmm, what happened sunday? i worked all day. 11-close. i've been working a lot this week. it's not so bad though. i don't remember if i went out sunday night or not. i may have watched fargo at derek's house *thinks* yes, yes i did. well, i think i did. i think that was sunday. can you believe i'd never seen fargo!? it was sooooo weird. so twisted and awful.... but good. coen brothers films are always like that. i really think that's all that happened on sunday. nothing notable at work.
monday: i don't remember what happened monday. man, when life is mundane, it's difficult to do a catch up blog. i'm not complaining though. *thinks* ah! i went to a funeral. it was sad. and i felt all crappy. theeen i worked.
tuesday: i worked allllllll day.
wednesday: class all day. and i made the discovery that the little hardly noticeable shaking in my car.... was actually reallllly bad. and serious.... and like, my front wheel could potentially fall off. which would be bad. so my dad took my car. to get it fixed. and i was highly distressed, because i was going to take allie to a movie and such. and i had to pick her up at piano lessons. but then, derek saved the day. he's good at that. he saved thursday too. and how do i repay him? i have dreams that he's mean. *sigh* i hereby vow to not have dreams that derek's mean. because he isn't, and all this distresses me.
thursday i worked. mmmm, then i went to studio 13, and i was totally NOT in a studio 13 mood, and even going at all was a bad decision. i had a good day, then like.... the second i was alone after work.... my energy just drained, and i was like .... all apathetic and sad. bah. but i'd already said i'd meet patrick.... so, i figured if i was going to go out and not have fun, i might as well drag derek down with me. it was wildly successful. now i'm at home, and i plucked my eyeybrows (thank GOD. they looked so bad. they made me sad. and not at all glad. *tries to think of more rhymes... fails.*) and now i have a pore refining mudmask on. my pores are going to be SO refined. go pores! wooo! *sigh* i'm such a dork, i don't understand why you guys hang out with me. i totally would not hang out with me. i mean, dorkiness aside i wouldnt' hang out with me..... but on a whole. jeeeesus! i'm just a mess.
it's still thursday.... so.... let's see.... what's up? nothing. boo. work wasn't good. it was until closing. then it sucked and made me sad. (apparently, i have two emotions. confused, and sad. oh wait! three! distressed, confused, and sad.... weeeell, maybe four. distressed, confused, sad, and hyper. hyper/happy always prompts derek to ask if i've been drinking.) and, paulina and i are gonna go to the pita pit tomorrow at 1:30. i'm super excited. i love hanging out with paulina. it's always on fridays. it's a tradition! yay! ok. i'm going to go to bed. g'night alll!
monday: i don't remember what happened monday. man, when life is mundane, it's difficult to do a catch up blog. i'm not complaining though. *thinks* ah! i went to a funeral. it was sad. and i felt all crappy. theeen i worked.
tuesday: i worked allllllll day.
wednesday: class all day. and i made the discovery that the little hardly noticeable shaking in my car.... was actually reallllly bad. and serious.... and like, my front wheel could potentially fall off. which would be bad. so my dad took my car. to get it fixed. and i was highly distressed, because i was going to take allie to a movie and such. and i had to pick her up at piano lessons. but then, derek saved the day. he's good at that. he saved thursday too. and how do i repay him? i have dreams that he's mean. *sigh* i hereby vow to not have dreams that derek's mean. because he isn't, and all this distresses me.
thursday i worked. mmmm, then i went to studio 13, and i was totally NOT in a studio 13 mood, and even going at all was a bad decision. i had a good day, then like.... the second i was alone after work.... my energy just drained, and i was like .... all apathetic and sad. bah. but i'd already said i'd meet patrick.... so, i figured if i was going to go out and not have fun, i might as well drag derek down with me. it was wildly successful. now i'm at home, and i plucked my eyeybrows (thank GOD. they looked so bad. they made me sad. and not at all glad. *tries to think of more rhymes... fails.*) and now i have a pore refining mudmask on. my pores are going to be SO refined. go pores! wooo! *sigh* i'm such a dork, i don't understand why you guys hang out with me. i totally would not hang out with me. i mean, dorkiness aside i wouldnt' hang out with me..... but on a whole. jeeeesus! i'm just a mess.
it's still thursday.... so.... let's see.... what's up? nothing. boo. work wasn't good. it was until closing. then it sucked and made me sad. (apparently, i have two emotions. confused, and sad. oh wait! three! distressed, confused, and sad.... weeeell, maybe four. distressed, confused, sad, and hyper. hyper/happy always prompts derek to ask if i've been drinking.) and, paulina and i are gonna go to the pita pit tomorrow at 1:30. i'm super excited. i love hanging out with paulina. it's always on fridays. it's a tradition! yay! ok. i'm going to go to bed. g'night alll!
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