short attention span

i'm sometimes a bitch and can't even help it. the thing is though, im a bitch to the people i should be being nice to, and wicked nice to the people i should be a bitch to. maybe i should work on that.

i used to suck my right index finger until i was in third grade. and because i did it, my cousin did it too. we loved it. i had to stop because my dentist put this annoying fence thing on the roof of my mouth so my finger wouldn't fit. i still resent him. i sometimes still try, its never been the same, my fingers grew too much or something.

stockings

so we fiiiinally exchanged stockings on parker hill!!

we all got some great loot. it was fun.

i was just happy kt got dolled for the occasion =)

i got christine some silly string...seemed like a good idea at the time.

till we all got sliiimmed...

kt made us watch a birth video she has to watch for work. i mean ive seen it in life too, but it just confirms the fact that i never want to have children. for many other reasons, but thats a big one.

ruby tuesday

i woke up last night while my music was still playing, it was a regina spektor song, and before i really knew i was awake i remember thinking...why is this person singing about my life so loudly. i wish i remembered what song it was.

i'm going to bed frustrated.
frustrated over things that dont even exist

we have no clementines which stinks because they are my favorite thing to eat right now. thank you spain! i had meat at dinner tonight...not bad not bad. i even used salt and pepper which i immediately regretted. too salty, too peppery. the pasta we had was called ditalinni. hahaha it made me laugh.

i had to get gas before work this morning and i always feel a personal victory when i get gas then pass other gas stations that are more expensive than the one i went to. yessss

muppet babies was an awesome cartoon, i always wanted to see nanny's face though. loved her stockings. she had serious style. tiny toons is a close runner up i suppose, they were kinda more badass though.

cash cab

going to the gym and forgetting my ipod is so miserable. as if my ADD isn't bad enough, i have no music to at least keep me half sane. i just bounce around thinking about how much i do not want to be there. anddd for some reason, not having headphones in your ears apparently gives people the crazy idea that you are approachable. no. i do not want to talk to you. especially when im sweating and bored. im sure no small talk you have up your sleeve will interest me.

i hate not being alone, but i hate being alone. i'm not sure which one i hate more yet.

so last night we watched some show on tlc about that family that has 18 kids. no twins. just that blows my mind. what a life that must be. the mom is always knocked up. so anyway, this episode was about the oldest who is getting married. hes gotta be in his early 20s or so. so aside from how really weird the family is, this boy and his fiancee have never kissed. at first we thought maybe they just held off like the day of the wedding or something, but when we actually tuned in we learned they have never kissed. ever. imagine that. i guess waiting to have sex is one thing. but even kissing? what if the kid completely eats your face? they were worried they would miss eachother's lips at the wedding, i'm sure weddings are stressful enough, worrying about how your husband kisses shouldnt be on the list. anyway, when i was at lunch today my manager was like oh there is this weird show about a fam with 18 kids....i almost fell outta my chair. i was like OMG I WATCHED IT!! then i proceded to tell everyone at the table how completely deranged they were. different strokes for different folks i guess.

so its little sappy's birthday! happy birthday dear! im happy we've been on this emotional rollercoaster for 6 years! cant wait to enjoy six more =)

my cousin is telepathic today. i guess its just like you wake up some days and are, others you just arent. her boyfriend just surprised her from providence. true love does exist. i just threw up in my mouth.

i can't wait to do nothing.

how NOT to dump someone

Here are some ways one should never have to get dumped. Getting dumped is painful enough, you do not need to go ahead and add insult to injury.

1. via email, esp. work email
2. through text
3. on a post-it
4. SKYPE...
5. telling a mutual friend you'd rather fuck as many girls as you can
6. ignoring/avoiding
7. having an amazing night together then breaking things off in the am
8. on vacation...together
9. "wanting to be alone" but really just wanting to be with someone else
10. in a public place
11. going away and telling the person you miss them then declaring it'd be best not to see eachother upon returning
12. posting it in your blog


and the list goes on...

Finallyyy

so after much consideration...here we are.

it's already sunday. i love sundays when i get to do nothing. i actually cleaned my room today, cleaned but did not organize. maybe ill have the motivation to do that later on. i have so much laundry its funny.

we ate at pho republique last night. food was delish, really good atmosphere besides sitting on stools. our waiter was fab, he took his own pic in case he is ever famous someday, i told him he should take mine in case im discovered.

we got in trouble so many times for using our phones at dinner. thanks alot kath. whit was falling off the stool by the time we left.

too bad i didnt wear black.

i had the tofu pad thai. it was good and so much better at 3am.

whit drank martinis, but i wanted to spare my body from feeling like death so i ordered the south end slider...gin treated me better than vodka ever did.

whita said it tasted like a hangover in a glass but i was the one able to get myself out of bed this morning so i guess i win.

so the night continued as we went to a hotel bar i couldnt even tell the name of and met some creepy guys that loved cindy and deb. naturally. whit and i tried sneaking off to the bathroom as often as possible to do weird things such as this...

all the people there probably loved how weird we were being. i met some man i called D who lived in the hotel for three years, i asked him if he always had a stuffy nose and if he loved that the maids came everyday. he lifted his sweater and showed us is prego beer belly, maybe he thought we'd dig it. he bought us drinks then started talking to other girls and we had to start breaking it down anyway so it worked out. he ended up with three girls following him up to his room. good for him. the best part about drinking at hotel bars is having the doorman flag a cab faster than you can even reapply lip gloss.

i suppose we should have gone home then but of course we felt the need to keep going. so we went to whiskey park. and i'm not sure if it was the champagne i drank but it was like the twilight zone. at first it seemed like this tiny little lounge, which i was feeling and the next thing i knew we went into this room i didnt even know existed and there was a huge dance party. we held our own though.

then we got a ride home. always clutch. so we finally went to bed after chelsea lately, having a heart to heart, and eating left overs. and i wore an ed hardy shirt to bed, sorry whit not appropriate for bedtime. not appropriate ever really.