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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Well...Damn.

So I'm riding back from Beth and Pam's house tonight, or erm, should I say this morning and I stick my ear phones in my ears to listen to my MP3 player and what do you know, but the headphones are shorting out. I mean, I love Gackt singing closer and farther away constantly as the next girl does, but please I want to hear the bridge in the music stay solid so I can hear ChaCha bust out an awesome solo. I guess I'll have to go and pick up some new headphones tomorrow, which isn't a big deal considering I just got paid at 6am this morning.

I find myself having to pee more often these days, alcohol cause, or bladder rebeling? You decide.

While I'm complaining about electronics, I stupidly (and I say this because I didn't discover this sooner) found out a campaign mode on SoulCaliberIII and I played it for a good six hours along with the rest of my 13 hours of saved game time...and what did my memory card do? It corrupted! Ooooof course it did. Fucking thing. I would have broken it in half if I didn't need it so much.

I'm supposed to be getting up at eight to get ready for the day and go out with Mom to get my car serviced and to spend part of the day with her before I have to return to hell at 2pm until 11pm. I guess since I stated that I was hoping I would realize that that time is just about four hours away and I should go to sleep now...hm...not clicking. Oh well.

So...I need to pick up a pack of CDs tomorrow as well, so I can make a few good mixed ones for the trip on Monday morning to my homeland of NC. I'm not looking forward to the drive, but it's not the drive there I'm worried about, it's the horrible drive back that I don't want to do. It's almost so hauntingly annoying that it makes me not want to leave at all but I have a plan! If I REALLY can't make it on Tuesday, I'll just call out of work on Wed and tell them that I'm *cough cough* ill or something and just go back Wed afternoon. I'll only use that as a last resort, hopefully someone would be kind enough to help edge me away from that idea though.

I'm trying to switch scheduals with someone at work for Sunday, so I could open instead of close so I could leave on Sunday and not Monday, so I atleast get one full day there. That would be so nice. -sigh-

Hm, I guess I'm rambling now...my fingers are tingling on the tips, I wonder what that means.

Oh, there's this guy from work, Will who I think I might like, but not really since I don't think he'll ever, EVER like me. But he was at Beth and Pam's house and he was teasing me so I got into a play fight with him that ended up turning into a match to see who could out do who with tossing each other around a bit and let me tell you...that man is fucking STRONG. I mean, I held my own but by the third time he slammed me back into the wall, pinned my wrists in his hands and had a cocky grin on his face I decided to give it my all and battled him match for match and by the end of it, my legs and arms were jello like.

Smells good?

Check.

Taller than me?

Double check.

Funny?

Check.

Strong and built?

Dear god...I could just color in the box.

Did I mentioned he pinned me to a wall, several times? -fans self-

Too bad the boy isn't so much my type in the end...and he's a bit old...er.

We work together!

Erm...goodnight.

1 comment:

  1. Doesn't mean he's not good for a wrestling match or two, nya?
    (Evil giggle)

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