| Man, I feel NASTY 2003-05-29 05:26:11 ET |
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Aw, man, dude. Last night was HOT AS HELL! And now not only do I smell really bad, but I'm covered in several layers of sweat....grossness. Ugh, and yesturday was even worse. It was SO hot in that store...we kept taking turns hanging out in the walk-in refrigerator in the back room, but it didn't help too much. It was nice while we were in there, but coming out sucked. AND an old coworker who had spoke to me before about a Nightmare Before Xmas sweater brought it in!! AGH! I was so excited and even though it was blisteringly hot last night, I wore it out with D-ditty and Waylo... :]
...John came, too, it was fun. We went to this place called Kips, and took turns getting pitchers of beer. mmmmmmmmbeer. Then Danielle bought me this drink called..the Irish Car Bomb. It was gross, but it did it's job, haha...basically, it's a glass of guiness with a half a shot of Irish whiskey and a half a shot of Bailey's Irish Cream...followed by another pitcher of beer. OOO OOO!! AND ONE OF THE BEST CHEESE STEAKS IVE HAD IN A LONG TIME!!!!!! yum...after all that beer and that big ol' cheese steak, i'm *still* full...although, I'm starting to get hungry talkin' about food.
Between work and drinking, I managed to run home first to feed the piznuppy and found out that she hadn't eaten much...just a few bites. I was a little worried at first, but piznuppies do these things when there's a disruption in routine (like her daddy going away). I was happy to see her gulping down her food this morning, though.
She's now outside with the other piznuppy...if it's not too hot today, I'm gonna take her out on the town to make up for her being alone most of yesturday...thankfully, though the "house people" let her out for a good while, so she had at least puppy company for most of the day.
Anyhow...I have a Dr. appt at nine, so I better go destinktify myself :P
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| ::bummed:: 2003-05-28 10:19:08 ET |
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So Loki left for NJ this morning. ::sigh::
Going drinking with some friends tonight...
Still feel crappy from the Tokyo Iced Teas. BLah.
If I have to do floors again at work tonight, I will shoot someone.
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| This is Nuclear Fallout's fault :P 2003-05-27 20:47:34 ET |
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last cigarette: ten minutes ago
last good cry: when the Stinker and I watched Moulin Rouge...Stinker wouldn't stop crying, so I had to console her. Poor li'l girl. :P
last library book checked out: A book on ASL
last movie seen: Moulin Rouge
last book read: American Gods - Neil Gaiman
last cuss word uttered: God-fucking-dammit
last beverage drank: raspberry milk
last food consumed: chocolate chip cookie
last crush: loki
last phone call: Waylon re: getting my friend, his girlfriend, drunk tomorrow after her last final.
last tv show watched: Forensic Files on CourtTV
last time showered: yesturday...man...I need to shower again.
last shoes worn: The ones i'm still wearing, my poor army surplus boots that are falling apart.
last cd played: "Razing Eden" - Luxt
last item bought: an out of print David Bowie CD "low"
last downloaded: "Horny All Night Long" - Mousse T (don't ask)
last annoyance: being hell of hungover and having to sweep and mop the store.
last disappointment: Finding out that I had to mop tonight.
last soda drank: Minute Made orange soda
last thing written: a to-do list for work, so I wouldn't forget anything.
last key used: .
last word spoken: "I have to go to the army surplus store and get a purple thermal"
last sleep: this afternoon
last im: jeebus, I haven't imed with anyone for a long ass time, but I think it was with Loki...
last sexual fantasy: um.
last weird encounter: running into Waylon two days in a row in berkeley.
last ice cream eaten: vanilla - dreyer's
last time amused: when I got home and my puppy greeted me :D
last time wanting to die: you know...not for a very long time. Probably early Nov., and it wasn't even a serious thought...just more of a heated one.
last time hugged: around the time I had my last cigarette.
last time scolded: Last night with that condescending asshole I work with sometimes...who's not even a manager.
last time resentful: when the guy from work was talking down to me all last night.
last chair sat in: a chair I stole from work that serves as a computer chair.
last lipstick used: blood red lip gloss.
last underwear worn: black thong with a red glittery devil kitty on the front.
last shirt worn: purple wifebeater with the number "13" on it.
last time dancing: last night at Death Guild to...I can't even remember.
last show attended: I think it may have been David Bowie, but I'm not sure.
last webpage visited: SK
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| 2003-05-27 10:48:41 ET |
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awww... my weather pixie looks all cute in her spaghetti-strap dress :]
Anyhow, OH MY GOD...I am so hung over. Last night wasn't as fun as I'd hoped, so I proceeded to get *very* drunk. One thing did change, though, I was excited to go.
Loki leaves for NJ tomorrow. I will be sad...and it will be sad watching Ashby being sad. But, I'm working almost the entire time he'll be gone...*and* on my day off, I'm gonna head out to Haywierd and try to kidnap Eric (Well, as much kidnapping as can be had when one has no car) and/or some starbuckie people from the old crew. I will have to call him and see if he will be around. Anyhow, if there is no Eric to kidnap, there will be someone else to kidnap, I'm sure :]
Okie...well...I gotta stop procrastinating and get some more FOOD IN MY BELLAY...I had some spaghetti earlier, but it only whetted my appetite. Apparently :P
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| 2003-05-26 11:07:53 ET |
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I don't know quite what to make of this...Lately I've been reading people's livejournals and they're talking about all these awesome parties and clubs that they've gone to the night previous, and I just don't get it.
I used to be one of those types who loved a party, got excited before a club because it meant I could party and hang with my friends (who I think I'm drifting away from), and shit, man. I just don't have as much fun as I used to -- at ALL. Ever. Yeah, ofcourse I have a good time now and again, but rarely have a BLAST. 'Cept last night was awesome...my mom and I cooked up HELLA food and sat around watching movies... --SEEE??? IS THAT THE KIND OF FUN I'VE COME TO ENJOY??? AGH! I'm TWENTY TWO, not FIFTY TWO!!! Ugh...I don't even get excited over the prospect of these things anymore.
Come on, SHan, where's your inner party animal? I know it's in there somewhere! I can't throw in the towel on partying!! I"M JUST GETTING STARTED!!! I'm sposed to be out drinking every night with the gals....and I'm acting like I'm a fifty year old married woman!! I"VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO HAVE FUN!!!!
But it's not too late...I want to go to a club I've never been to before, get so very drunk, dance around like a fool...and have FUN...hrm...I should call my Nes and see what she's up to tonight...kidnappage?? I think so.
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