Well, here I am. People who know me love me whether they like it or not. It's a burden since I dislike most people. You can find My actual Life HERE. I have many fandoms, and many likes but I have yet to find passion in a past time. You are welcome as long as you behave.
I figure as long as STAN can live here, I can too. Here's round two.
I've been marathoning 30Rock since my sister was here last weekend. I love this show. It's so funny. It's smart and witty and clever and irreverent. I am Liz Lemon... *sigh*
I've been having Really awful dreams lately. One of them was all about Jordan. He was everywhere I went, Him and his girlfriend. I tried to avoid them and it was like they were were following me just to taunt me or something. I somehow had a conversation with her and suddenly started a violent argument that degenerated until I woke up. It was really awful and it set a terrible tone for my whole day yesterday.
On the heels of that, I put a quote from a 30Rock ep on my facebook and he answered it with another. It's weird that's there's someone out there who knows me so well, that I get along with and want nothing to do with him. lol
Random things blurted:
Laz picks on Lucy too much.
Staring at my exercise bike is not the same as using it.
My joints hurt because the weather is changing.
I feel old.
Danny and Mike are coming over to paint tomorrow.
Danny is also bringing me money!
Flirty Guy had a barbeque last night. He invited Juice and I. So we get there and everyone but me is all about playing MW3 on the xboxes. Yes, xboxes. One house, 3 dudes and 2 xboxes. Hooray bachelor pad? Anyway There's like 6 people including myself in the house and I'm a hungry fat kid so I end up being the one who lights the grill, cooks the steaks, cooks the potatoes. Goddamn, I'm a fucking domestic. It was good too. I left early and Flirty Guy barely noticed. Dude, you're hilarious and awesome and make me laugh but You're 28, not 19. I'm not amused.
In other news, Roommate guy is bringing me money on friday!! WOOHOO! We're also going to paint the room. I'm so excited. My house might be less debilitatingly lonely now or something. At least I might not be so poor.
I got the letter today that I did not get the job I really wanted.
Today is not going all that well.
EDIT: Aaaaaaand my parents stopped by. How shitty do I feel that my unemployed mother just asked me if I needed money and when I lied and told her no she still gave me a check for $300. fuck me, they're awesome but Dear self esteem, I'd like you to stick around today.
I didn't so anything wrong, I just like Chris Isaac.
My cousin Josh was in town this week and I almost missed him. I had totally forgotten and was distracted. He's from from Australia and a hoot to hang out with. NOT TO MENTION he buys all the drinks.
Lindsey and Josh and I were just hanging out at the hotel bar where the drinks were too strong and there weren't too many other people. I had such a good time. Josh is a pilot of private jets out of Hong Kong and totally thinks we should abandon America to teach English in Asia for a few years at 70K/yr untaxed. It's tempting, I gotta tell ya.
He shows up in town every six months for flight safety training. Thank Goodness Cessna isn't an asshole like Boeing.
Jesus Fuck this dog is driving me crazy. I like him though. He just needs some learnin'.
THIS is something I loathe and am guilty of here. This is my personal blog though and my face to face friends really know nothing about it. I dump all my shit here and you folks read it, though I'm not sure why. Be mindful though, when you EMO out on the interwebz it can be totally off putting. as someone who emos out, I know.
