Wednesday, June 05, 2002
Another day another dollar, or some other bullshit.
Today I have sinus problems like you wouldn't believe. I feel like a monster truck ran over my face and left me in the wake of its destruction. Also, I am feeling rather poetic. Stuffed up and poetic. A bard with a cold.
This should be a quick entry due to the fact that I don't have too much to say. Also, I am tired and not in the mood to type for hours. Last night Rita and I went to Mariah's apartment to hang out with her and Rachel. During the day Rita and I were exhausted from the night before, but we knew we had to push through and do it up. And that we did. It was such a good time. We just relaxed, had a little wine, ate pizza, and talked. Rita couldn't stay over, so she left shortly after the Real World (10:30pm). Mariah and Rachel were really worried about Rita going home by herself, but I knew she was tough and that if anyone fucked with her, she would have kicked their lilly ass. She had a few minor subway annoyances on the way home, but made it there in one piece.
And then....
When she GOT home...lo and behold there was an adorable boy sitting on the couch waiting for her! (OHHHHHHHHH!!!!)
How fucking cute that he surprised her. An extra night to be with her boy. She is walking on sunshine today and I am so happy for her. I screamed like a fucking girl when she called us and told us that he was there. How wonderful.
After Rita left, Mariah, Rachel and I sat around hysterically laughing at yearbooks and old photo albums. Ironically enough, they know so many people from my home town. We gossiped and shit ourselves over some of the stuff we found out about our mutual acquaintances.
The pizza was good too. And actually, the pizza being good was the most important part of the evening. Bad pizza leads to bad attitudes.
LOL.
Never.
Mariah was so grateful and sweet to me for staying over. Love her.
And can you believe it??? I was on time this morning. From Brooklyn! Takes about an hour and 15 minutes to get to work from Mariah's place. When I woke up at 6am this morning and couldn't fall back to sleep...I knew that I was going to be a zombie all day. And lo and behold...I am Joe Zombie. (Cousin of Joe Dirt) Tonight is what God calls a "Day of Rest". I am going home, climbing in bed, making some soup, and putting in a movie. YAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Makes me happy inside to think about it. Makes me horny too.
And actually, makes me SICK TO MY FUCKING STOMACH!!!
juxt kiddin
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
time to have a smoke
Today I have sinus problems like you wouldn't believe. I feel like a monster truck ran over my face and left me in the wake of its destruction. Also, I am feeling rather poetic. Stuffed up and poetic. A bard with a cold.
This should be a quick entry due to the fact that I don't have too much to say. Also, I am tired and not in the mood to type for hours. Last night Rita and I went to Mariah's apartment to hang out with her and Rachel. During the day Rita and I were exhausted from the night before, but we knew we had to push through and do it up. And that we did. It was such a good time. We just relaxed, had a little wine, ate pizza, and talked. Rita couldn't stay over, so she left shortly after the Real World (10:30pm). Mariah and Rachel were really worried about Rita going home by herself, but I knew she was tough and that if anyone fucked with her, she would have kicked their lilly ass. She had a few minor subway annoyances on the way home, but made it there in one piece.
And then....
When she GOT home...lo and behold there was an adorable boy sitting on the couch waiting for her! (OHHHHHHHHH!!!!)
How fucking cute that he surprised her. An extra night to be with her boy. She is walking on sunshine today and I am so happy for her. I screamed like a fucking girl when she called us and told us that he was there. How wonderful.
After Rita left, Mariah, Rachel and I sat around hysterically laughing at yearbooks and old photo albums. Ironically enough, they know so many people from my home town. We gossiped and shit ourselves over some of the stuff we found out about our mutual acquaintances.
The pizza was good too. And actually, the pizza being good was the most important part of the evening. Bad pizza leads to bad attitudes.
LOL.
Never.
Mariah was so grateful and sweet to me for staying over. Love her.
And can you believe it??? I was on time this morning. From Brooklyn! Takes about an hour and 15 minutes to get to work from Mariah's place. When I woke up at 6am this morning and couldn't fall back to sleep...I knew that I was going to be a zombie all day. And lo and behold...I am Joe Zombie. (Cousin of Joe Dirt) Tonight is what God calls a "Day of Rest". I am going home, climbing in bed, making some soup, and putting in a movie. YAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Makes me happy inside to think about it. Makes me horny too.
And actually, makes me SICK TO MY FUCKING STOMACH!!!
juxt kiddin
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
time to have a smoke
