another good list

from Maxim.com, here's a list of 100 things every man should know about women. it's pretty ON most of the time.. here'sthe link.

and here's the list for people who can't connect to that *COUGHKATIECOUGH* for some reason:
100. Girls enjoy always having something kind of wrong, like a headache or cramping or something. Remember: No matter how bad it sounds, she’s going to outlive you.

99. Most women will not have sex for the first time with a guy unless their legs are shaved. If your date shows up and you spot stubble, she’s trying to keep herself in line.

98. No matter how much she reassures you, if you can’t get a hard-on she assumes you’re not attracted to her.

97. Beware of your girlfriend's single party friend or gay bud. They want her to be single with them and will encourage any bad behavior as often as possible.

96. Jewelry. Now you always knkow what to get her for a last-minute gift.

95. The sight of you in your socks and underwear is the biggest turnoff in the world.

94. Never trust a girl who has no girlfriends. She doesn’t get along with other women because she’s either bat-shit crazy or just plain mean.

93. Girls who say, “I love sports!” are lying. Girls who ask you what time the game is on, without specifying which game they’re talking about, are not.

92. A random hookup is more likely to result in pregnancy, because a woman has more sex when she’s most fertile.

91. She still has all the love letters and cards from her past boyfriends.

90. Just started dating? Women want you to drive, even if it’s their car.

89. A girl would prefer to get a $100 gift from Tiffany & Co. than a $500 gift from Fortunoff. Why? Because her friends will ask where she got it.

88. “If I give you my number on Friday, Tuesday and Wednesday are your best bets to score a date. Monday is too desperate, Thursday is too late.”—Claire, 27

87. Your female coworkers are obsessed with the fact that on average they receive less pay than male counterparts—and the fact that they work less overtime and get pregnant is irrelevant to the discussion.

86. Laying a towel down over the wet spot is like putting your jacket over a mud puddle for her, you noble bastard.

85. A recent study revealed that natural blondes could be extinct in 200 years, so unless she’s Norwegian, her towhead might be bottled.

84. Sixteen percent of American men have been with a prostitute—scientific proof most women are decent in bed.

83. Women always want to believe what you’re saying is true.

82. What do women really want in bed? More blankets. They get colder than men.

81. The threesome is not about you; it’s about the two girls. If you’re lucky enough to score one with your girlfriend, enjoy sex with the other one because there’s a good chance it’ll end the relationship.

80. If women have an excuse to take a pill, they’ll take it.

79. Never trust the woman who gives you the best blow job you’ve ever had.

78. “I hate when my boyfriend is sweaty and tries to lie down on top of me or cuddle after I’ve come. Wait five minutes.”—Erin, 21

77. The average woman kisses 79 men before getting married.

76. She hates your Xbox more than she lets on. Blow her off for some gaming and she’ll soon stop wasting time on a dork like you.

75. Women who are obsessed with their dogs also like to keep their men on a short leash.

74. “Girls who buy their men lap dances and pretend to enjoy it are kidding themselves. They’re trying to keep him happy with some controlled freedom.”—Suzy, 31

73. Over the course of her life, a woman will use 10 men for every one she loves. If you lent her your car or helped her move and didn't get laid, you're one of the 10.

72. During emergencies, women are likely to remain calmer than men. Though it should be noted that inventing minor crises on a weekly basis gives them more practice.

71. “Women grow hairs in a lot of the same places that men do—lower abdomen, nipples—we just get rid of them.”—Katie, 26

70. Unless they’re lesbians, she won’t approve of your hanging out with other girls. Even if they’re ugly. And, really, even if they’re lesbians.

69. If you have something to hide, she’ll find it.

68. Eighty-five: The number of males per 100 females in Gary, Indiana, lowest male-to-female ratio of any city with a population of 100,000-plus. The highest male-to-female ratio is in Salinas, California: 114 males for every 100 females.

67. Kiss her before two dates have gone by or you’ll be “friended.”

66. They can't live without tension. Every once in a while she's gonna pick a fight with you for no reason. Accept this as a running, inevitable theme and your relationship will make a lot more sense.

65. The most painless way to end an argument: Let her win.

64. An online dating service’s survey found that a woman’s ideal man has brown hair and blue eyes.

63. In the U.S., 21 percent of women ages 18 to 59 hold out for their honeymoon.

62. A British study claims a woman’s chances of getting married drop by 40 percent for every 16-point rise in her IQ. The same increase in IQ for a man boosted his chances of getting married by 35 percent.

61. When a woman tells you her problems, she does not want you to offer solutions.

60. Women often cite manhandling of breasts as the biggest foreplay faux pas.

59. “When I’m drunk, I can’t come. Not even with a vibrator.”—Lauren, 35

58. If they're going to do it, most wives cheat between the ages of 18 and 29.

57. Most women think they’re better drivers than they are. Don’t point this out while she’s at the wheel or she’ll freak and crash.

56. Women ingest about half the lipstick they apply, which means they eat approximately one to three sticks per year.

54. A woman might say she just wants sex, but sleep with her for a while and she’ll change her tune. “I’ve known so many women who think they can pull this off, but they always develop feelings for the guy,” says Evie, 22.

53. According to the American Association of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery, Angelina Jolie’s lips were the most requested celebrity feature among all female patients in 2004.

52. Despite always complimenting another woman’s short haircut, she secretly celebrates having one less competitor, since men prefer long hair.

51. Don’t call her “cute.” In her mind it’s the same as “not vomit-inducing.” “Sexy,” OK. “Hot,” yes. “Fucking awesome,” only if she’s at least slightly buzzed.

50. Women often buy shoes a size or two small because they’re in denial about the size of their feet—which they can’t stand.

49. They dream of one day peeing in a urinal.

48. Women know where they stand looks-wise but worry about being considered cool, about which they’re unsure.

47. According to the U.S. Bureau of Statistics, 23 percent of 18- to 34-year-old women live with their parents, versus 31 percent of you losers.

46. Women want to talk dirty, but they’re afraid you won’t respect them in the morning. Reassure her that letting go in bed doesn’t make her less classy and she’ll probably go wild. Jäger helps.

45. Twenty-three percent of this magazine’s readers are women.

44. A psycho jealous girl will do anything to keep her man—including anal.

41. If she suddenly cuts her hair short, it might mean she no longer cares what you think of her. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t care about someone else’s opinion.

40. About half of all brides will lose a good friend over a ridiculous bridesmaid squabble.

39. It never hurts to say you're sorry, even if you don't mean it.

38. Let her beat you at something once in a while—poker, chess, Ping-Pong—and she’ll be more likely to give you what you want, like some peace and quiet.

37. Women’s public bathrooms are about three times more disgusting than men’s.

36. “At one point or another, I’ve gone through your things looking for any evidence from past relationships. I’m talking photographs, postcards, mementos, address books, diaries. If you don’t like it, get rid of this stuff before letting me in your apartment. It’s not about trust; it’s about curiosity, and it drives us crazy till it’s been satiated.”—Caroline, 28

35. Like you, girls hate nothing more than a clingy partner who needs them every eight seconds.

34. Chick rock strikes a deeply primal chord inside women while simultaneously revolting men. Just sit back and let her sing the Sarah McLachlan or Ani DiFranco song. It’s only about four minutes long.

33. The average woman owns eight bras and wears each one five times before washing. Shasta!

32. Girls will not sit on any toilet outside their own home or a five-star hotel. Everywhere else they’re hovering above the toilet in a squat.

31. Got a new girl coming over? Your (tidy) bathroom should include clean linen, a box of Puffs Plus, and several full rolls of TP.

30. “Don’t caress our faces while we’re kissing, unless you really, really, really like us.”—Rachel, 21

29. On a first date, women never order what they really want to eat.

28. Breast augmentation surgery has grown by 257 percent since 1997. The most popular size? C-cup. As if you didn’t know.

27. Gain her trust when you’re out by calling her at 10 P.M. She’ll go to bed content you’re thinking of her, even if you’re slurping Jell-O shots off some skank’s cleavage.

26. Put down the Drakkar and grab a box of Good & Plenty. Women are turned on by the scent of black licorice.

25. At least one of her friends wants to sleep with you.

24. A good but flawed man is a fixer-upper gem, and women love nothing more than home improvements.

23. Every woman is self-conscious about her ass. Tell her you love her ass and you’ll see it more often.

22. If you want more sex, tell your girl an attractive woman hit on you that day. Sixty percent of the time, it works every time.

21. More than half of surveyed females between 18 and 25 would prefer to be run over by a truck than be fat.

20. All women think they’re smarter than their partners in some significant way.

19. The more piercings she has, the more places she’ll let you put it.

18. Once in a while, let her pick the movie and don't complain about it.

17. Any good woman will tell ya, honesty is not always the best policy.

16. Chicks aren’t afraid to get kinky; you just have to have the nerve to ask.

15. Girls don’t want to date doormats. So make her proud and refuse to give up bowling night with the guys.

14. Don't take a woman to a concert you really want to see—she'll just want to leave early.

13. “Women appreciate a big penis, but having one doesn’t give you an excuse to suck at foreplay.”—Elena, 28

12. Studies show women are more attracted to “macho” guys near ovulation. The rest of the month, they’re drawn to “good providers,” otherwise known as chumps.

11. She likes one of your friends.

10. Ugly girls like to hang out with pretty girls because it makes them feel like they're more attractive. Pretty girls hang out with ugly girls for the same reason.

9. The minute she decides she’s even mildly interested in you, she starts making mental pictures of what your kids would look like and imagining her first name with your last.

8. Sixty percent of women in the United States color their hair, according to L’Oréal (who are obviously hoping they can peer-pressure the other 40 percent).

7. Dated a stripper? Keep your mouth shut, stupid.

6. Rub a sheet of medium-grade sandpaper across your face. That’s your five o’clock shadow when you kiss her. Now rub that sandpaper on your inner thigh. (Mind you, we’re not suggesting you shave.)

5. Female serial killers tend to use poison rather than guns or knives.

4. Foghat’s “Slow Ride” is not about a trip in the car. Get the hint?

3. The one breakup line she’ll never be able to argue you out of: “I’m sorry, but I no longer have feelings for you.”

2. Buying a present for your girl? She’ll hate it (and you) if she finds out you took along another woman to help pick it out.

1. You'll probably never know how many guys she's slept with. The standard lie is five. Which really means about 12.

oh gnarly.

well it was another ho hum weekend. friday night was an average night at the brush. i made a lot of money, but nothing special happened. played the old poker on friday night and ended up winning 18 bucks after me and carmen decided to cash out when it came down to the two of us. that game is starting to get old. oh! and apparently while it is true that after two bottles of wine i play much better poker, it is also true that i turn mean and yesterday brian the dj/cook was sure to let me know that little fact. well, that sucks. either i lose money or i lose respect. *sigh*

saturday worked some mo' and made like 97 bucks! that was awesome considering i had a small section, and i messed up TWO tables' orders. how could i forget to ring in someone's food two times in a ROW? ah, well i still made 25 bucks off of those two tables combined. :) then saturday night i just went home and went to sleep. i'm a good girl like that. sunday was ANOTHER work day. but i got out at 3 and played lazer tag with a buddy of mine at the brush. we kicked some major ass. there is something invigorating about chasing around a bunch of 11 year old boys with a lazer gun and shooting them as much as i possibly can. i was on a team of four against 2 other teams of 7 each. my team each scored over 2000 points and no one on any other team scored that high. we RULED. yea.

i was SUPPOSED to go out for drinks with a certain ryan from myspace. but i guess he had something more important to do since he never called me back. WTF. oh well. i'm really not upset about it, i'm starting to get used to it. that's ok because i had a lot of fun at the OH GEE (olive garden) with katie, daniel, andrea and dave. mmmm.... stuffed chicken marsala is muy bueno. plus, katie brought me a sweet appalachian hoodie with a tiiiiny little neck. i will fix this.

then i headed to the phaups for a little spade action. brian the dj/cook and i whooped some butt. we have never beat carmen and satterfield. never. but last night we beat them by i believe around 500 points. that is impressive i must say. i myself got one nil, and helped bust 2 of satterfield's nils (one was a double nil). it was invigorating, like laser tagging 11 year old boys. hahaha. that just doesn't sound right.

mm hmm.

so tuesday night was the big Whoopacog Annual Meeting. only the big dogs and us the lowly employees were invited. it was a swanky event with councilmen, city and town managers, and a mayor or two. the object of the WhooPaCOG annual meeting is to get everyone together once a year and mingle. that's it. mingle. that's the whole point. well, those of you who know me, know that i don't like to mingle with people i don't know. (unless they're hot) but seriously the idea of walking around talking to bunch of rich old white people and trying to sound smart and like i care really just doesn't sound like any fun at all. i mainly just stick to my coworkers. they at least have a sense of humor. well anyways that's why i volunteered to be official staff photographer for the night. john marshall also volunteered, but he got stuck taking pics of all the people i don't know. at least there was an open bar, so i had 2 rum and cokes and a cranberry and vodka. mmmmm...
well, after a few hours of this, the suffering was ended and a bunch of us cool kids (i'm in the cool crowd, that's how UNCOOL this meeting was) we went to the tap room and proceeded to drink! throughout the night i had five mixed drinks and wasn't even tipsy.. that's sad. or i might have been tipsy and didn't realize it because somehow my hose got runny by the end of the night. right when we were about to leave, manly matt came in with some ho. i was saddened to say the least. but hey, i'm not messing around with him, i just like to look, so it didn't really bother me that much. he did tell me the next day that she was just a friend.. like i care..(right!!!). :)




at least i was sexy that night! john took this pic at the tap room. then i found a picture on our shared drive from last year's meeting and BOY was i thick. it made me feel good considering i don't even feel like i've lost any weight.


so that was tuesday.
yesterday i almost got a ticket! i was driving back from lunch, and i pass the police station on my way. well, this popo kept following me, he turned down the street my job is on, then he turned in the same parking lot, then he pulled up right behind me when i parked! i'm freaking out! but his lights aren't on, so it can't be bad right? well when i got out he said "you know your tag's expired right?" *FUCK* is what went through my mind. when did this happen! that's bullshit. (i cuss a lot in my head). so i put on a shocked expression, because i really didn't know. and looked and sure enough, it expired in november. YIPPY. so i said, "wow, i didn't even realize it, i thought they were supposed to mail you another one or at least a notice or something!"
he told me they usually do, but it must have gotten lost in the mail or something. then my bosses pulled up in the spot next to me. the popo asked me if i knew where the tag office was and i told him no, but that's my boss in that car and i bet he knows. anywho since i'm a girl and i'm slightly cute and he was a young popo and obviously hadn't gotten any lately, he let me go. then i went and got that shit fixed. boy was i freaking out!! stupid post office won't forward shit from the DMV. and since my permanent address is still on my registration, it got sent to my mom's and then returned because stuff is forwarded from my mom's. aarrh.

so anywho then last night at work was actually fun for the most part. it was busy for a wednesday. dustin was pleasant and the flirting was good. matt was.. well.. matt. and everything went pretty smooth. i was closing, so i had to stay butt ass late because a bunch of bar people came in at like 930. but hey, it happens. i made 70 bucks last night. that is AWESOME for a wednesday. i sometimes don't even make that on a friday. straight into savings!

tonight i'm going to try to go on that blind date again. he had to cancel monday because he had to work late.. *sigh*

a few random things.

first of all, i was doing an google image search for pictures of the new saturn sky car today, and this was one that i found:

yes, that's right, he does have a mullet. heheheh. i love mullets. and i'm loving this new car. it's the first ever saturn convertable. and it'll be available soon! so in like 3 years, i could get a nice used one! or at least i can dream.

also: panthers fans, don't let yourself end up like this guy:


i was talking to my mommy on the phone today and i swear this is what she said:
"i had a colonostomy today, and my throat is KILLING me". hehehehe. see, she had the colonostomy and then they did a throat ostomy thinggy, whatever it's called. but that's not how she said it.

hee hee hee! good stuff.

title. (imaginative i know)

well, another monday, another dreary sleepy blog about my weekend... actually this weekend was relatively quiet compared to normal.. i mean work was busy, but play was not. friday night was excruciatingly busy at the brush. i thought i would die around 10pm when the smoking section was FULL and i was the only server left on. i mean, i'm good, but i'm not THAT good. at least the tips were decent. and fridays i get to close, so i don't have to sink to the degrading task of rolling silverware. and i didn't have to clean up the waitstation either, since i was too damn busy. then i met my old roomie, Nick at the Tap Room for a couple drinks with him, his friend jailbait dylan, and my buddy josh (manly matt's bro) from sagebrush. it was a good time, just sat around having a couple beverages and talking smack and reliving the "cream of chicken rice" era in my life. me and nick lived for months off of cream of chicken soup rice, free arby's and free mcdonald's. not healthy, but it's the way college students survive sometimes.
then i went home and to sleep.. alone.
saturday i went to look at a 3rd condo. it was totally blah. nothing special at all. i really think i would be best to go with the first one i looked at. it just felt like me.. it fit me, and it felt like home. a little paint and it would be home. my next step is to just convince myself that i want to stay there for 10 years. hmm...
then comes saturday at the brush. i absolutely HATE going in there at 3 on saturdays. why? because for some STUPID reason, they only have ONE person serving from 3 til 4.30. an hour and a half and i'm the only person serving. that's stupid. it would be fine during the week, but on saturdays, people are especially retarded and think eating at 3 pm is a good deal. what the fuck is wrong with people? anywho so i always get crazy busy from 3 til about 5 when everyone gets there. then i go for about 30 minutes with no tables, then i get slammed again. this saturday was even more crazy busy than friday night. we had a wait at the door til 9.30. 9:30!! that never happens. oh, and dustin was there. he is back to working at the brush and saturday night he was window/expo person. so i spent a lot of time in the kitchen running food. truthfully we didn't talk much, but he was just being quiet because he was on perkiset for his headaches, so i didn't feel bad having not talked to him. i was incredibly whooped saturday night when i left at 11 pm. i went straight to carmen and satt's and we watched a movie and went to sleep. exciting! actually it was nice to not have to stay up late and play poker. i had fun. then sunday i did pretty much nothing. work was slow due to the game.
it sucks the p's lost and all, but i don't have to wash a car now, so i'm happy.
tonight i have a blind date. a blind date with a guy from myspace. ... crazy? yes. i don't have any expectations, i'm just going with the flow. whatever happens, happens.
i'm so tired. i was dumb last night and drank wild cherry pepsi at 9 oclock. stupid caffeine.

doh! i've been tagged (wish that was a good thing :))

Four jobs you've had in your life:
1. BusPERSON in a seafood restaurant in kannapolis, nc. this is the nastiest job ever. it's probably the reason why i don't eat seafood now. (closed down)
2. Pizza tosser/sautee chef/assistant manager at Big Pauli's in Boone. (closed down) awesome job for a 19 year old! cheap beer, paid myself in cash every night! free food, boss worked for mafia, good times!
3. Intern for Queen Anne's Revenge Project. did GIS work for the archaeologists who are excavating Blackbeard's flagship, the Queen Anne's Revenge. coolest. internship. ever.
4. GIS Technician, WPCOG. current job, first "real job". it's cool... for now...

Four movies you could watch over and over:
1. Pirates of the Caribbean
2. Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope
3. Phantom of the Opera
4. Dirty Dancing (hello, female)

Four places you've lived:
1. Bradenton, FL
2. Boone, NC
3. Morehead City/Atlantic Beach, NC
4. Hickory, NC

Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. American Idol (yes, i'm a dork, get over it)
2. Six Feet Under (:()
3. ER
4. Friends

Four places you've been on vacation:
1. Dublin, Ireland
2. Nassau, Bahamas
3. Santa Barbara, CA
4. Rome, NY

Four blogs you visit daily:
1. Katie Bonk
2. The Pig's Tales
3. Pink is the new blog
4. Dooce

Four of your favorite foods:
1. Steak, all kinds. preferably NY Strip or Ribeye.
2. Burrito El Paso.
3. Pretty much any kind of spaghetti.
4. Chocolate/Cake Batter Ice Cream Shake from Cold Stone.

Four places you'd rather be:
1. Southern California.
2. Asleep on my bed with something or someone to snuggle up to.
3. Playing Spades.
4. At the super bowl and the Bucs are about to win!

Four cds you can't live without:
1. Avett Brothers - Mignonette
2. Sublime - 40 oz to Freedom
3. MC Chris - Eating's not Cheating
4. Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack

Four vehicles you've owned:
1. 1979 Bonneville (Melvin) spraypainted with flames and people's drawings, a legend at south rowan high school.
2. 1988 Mustang (Boo Radley/Scout) had a sex change after i nearly totalled it and had to be a part red/part blue beauty. is now a drag car!
3. 1982 Datsun Station Wagon (Leroy) My college Car, got me around in the snow, had a skull gear shifter knob, looked similar to garth's pacer, it was a glorious piece of metal and i miss it dearly. died and currently rests in the junkyard next to carol's game room in kannapolis.
4. 2003 Saturn Ion Quad Coupe (the Black Pearl) my baby.

I don't have any blogs to tag, so I'll just tag Carmen and Sam, who knows if they'll respond.

bippity blahpitty poo.

i really really want to buy the condo. the first one i looked at. i like it a lot. and i want to decorate it with maps and stars and pirates. i'm thinking pirates for the bathroom. yea. i also want to buy a guitar, and get a doggie, and go to the cayman islands, and go to florida. so much stuff to do, so much money to spend. how will i pull it all off? hopefully my tax refund will be the shit. just waiting on my brush W-2. oh and i also want a new bed. the one i have is decent and super comfy, but it's getting old, and it's just not grown up. i'm an adult now and deserve an adult bed. here's a really nice one for only $400. when i move i want to paint all of my crappy old bedroom furniture.
had a great weekend i must say. so many people came to visit me! that includes sam, b, mandy, james, and sarah. played poker and taboo. got plenty of sleep, made some good money at the brush. speaking of that, i'm still 980 dollars away from my goal. and i want to stay til i reach that. especially if i'm going to be buying a condo, i'll need extra cash. oh, and dustin may actually be working at the brush again. that ought to provide me with a little entertainment.. i wonder if i can make him jealous and cause him to pay attention to me.. or maybe he'll just read this blog and decide to pay attention to me.. eh, either way.

oh! and on Monday guess who randomly decided to im me? guess!!! i said guess! i'm not going to tell you! ok. ok. i will, it was dr. boone. he decided to be cool and be nice and we actually caught up a little and were very civil. i didn't get mad at anything he said, and i don't think he got mad at anything i said. so that's good. it's nice to be able to be friends with someone who BROKE YOUR HEART. but then again, i'm becoming friends again with my ex beau adam p.p., who was my actual first love. and i think we'll be playing spades with the phaups sometime soon! woohoo!!

i'd just like to say for the record, i LOVE johnny depp. i'm sure you know this by now. i think he is one of the best looking if not THE best looking man on the planet. but i just saw pictures of him at the golden globes.. and he is looking.. well.. scruffy:

i'm so sad about that. ah well. he's still sexy.

doodlebug

i don't really have anything important to say today. but i haven't blogged much this week, so i'm going to.
i think i really want to buy the condo i looked at! i'm going to look at another one on tuesday, but it doesn't have a hot tub! i finally talked to andrea about it and she seems cool, i just have to help her find a new roomie! how the hell am i going to do that?
tonight i will be playing poker, big surprise eh? sam is coming up to play though, so it'll be a little diff than the norm. i hope this helps him get over his estranged girl!

i may be going skiing monday with my brother.. who knows. i may be going on a blind date on sunday night or something.. who knows. let's see what else.. um..
i'm tired of typing.

i got bored at work today

thank god for gorilla mask, or else i wouldn't know about this.

i made a couple!

the end of the world

and eyeball.

now you make some, and send them to me!

what i really believe. (for those of you who don't know)

i want to tell you my view of religion. i'm not trying to start anything here, but recently it has come to my attention that some people out there may be mistaken about my beliefs. and that bothers me.

first of all i want to say that there is NOTHING, NOTHING out there that i absolutely refuse to believe in. but i have for the last 8 years or so claimed agnosticism as my "religion". this is not because i don't believe in god. this is not because i'm really an athiest, but want to be considered "unique". that's crap. i claim agnosticism because of what agnosticism is about. according to wikipedia: "Agnostics may claim that it isn't possible to have absolute or certain spiritual knowledge or, alternatively, that while certainty may be possible, they personally have no such knowledge." I personally have no such knowledge.

i haven't found god is basically what i'm saying. the truth is i envy people that can absolutely believe in God. or Jah, or Allah, or whatever. that means they have something wonderful and fulfilling in their life, that no matter how bad things get in life, they have the backing of their beliefs and they have that positive, spiritual presense to look to. i don't. i can't help the way i was raised. i can't help the fact that no one in my family has ever sat down and said to me: "yes, there is a God, and he loves you." sure, i've gone to church with my grandparents and with friends. and i have paid attention. i've had plenty of people preach to me, and i have listened. but nothing has hit me the way it should for me to believe and to have that fulfilment that comes with belief.

i do however believe that one day, i could believe. i think it's possible for someone to make that much of an impact on my life, and that they could be the one to show me there is a God, and that he loves me.

all it takes is a little patience. and love.

keeping up with resolutions

i'm still trying hard to keep up with my resolution to be happy. but it's difficult when boys act weird. it sucks that i have to try. but i'm forcing myself to let go of that feeling of "well, does he like me, or doesn't he?" "sometimes he acts like he does, then a few days later, he acts like he doesn't". ick. i hate being a girl sometimes. guys don't think about this shit, i think... at least i hope they don't. if men acted half as crazy as women, it'd be complete anarchy. all i'm saying is, i'm trying to not let things get to me. i'm content being me, and i'm content with whatever happens this week or the next.. and so on. if boys want to act weird, so be it. it doesn't help though that i have people saying things to make me feel so good about the situation, then when i'm faced with the situation, it's completely and utterly not like what was suggested. *sigh*. i know i'm not making a whole lot of sense right now. but that's the way life is right now. non-senseical whoseit happenings..

also staying happy is difficult when the people i work with do the thing where they walk up to my desk and say assinine shit like "yea, how bout them panthers? too bad your bucs got an ass whoopin"
pssht. first of all, it was not an "ass whoopin". the panthers put an ass whoopin on the giants. the redskins just got lucky. all points scored were because of their defense. but it doesn't matter because next week they will be taken out by the seahawks.

ok enough football talk, i may be boring some of you.

the weekend:
friday night i won at poker: $32.00
saturday night i broke even.
sunday i watched football with katie daniel and erica.
sunday night i lost horribly at spades.

that's that. working tonight.

rob the jewelry store and tell em make me a grill.

you know what? donnie darko is a REALLY good movie. the thing is you have to watch it a couple of times before you really understand EVERYTHING that's going on, but once you do, wow. jake gyllenhall is superb in this. it's so deep and charismatic, it deserves more recognition than it gets.
my favorite line:
Donnie: "Why are you wearing that stupid bunny suit?"
Frank the Bunny: "Why are you wearing that stupid human suit?"

"Every living thing on the planet dies alone".. now that one's a little depressing!

I am SERIOUSLY considering this condo biznazzz.. i just really need to talk to andrea. but it's tough. i need to find the time, and find a way to break it to her easy.. *sigh*
there's also the problem of, "can i really afford this?"
well i can.. but i'll be poor. unless.... unless i stay at the brush a little longer..
OR i could find someone in hickory who wants to rent a room from me! know anyone looking to live in supercool condo with me? hot tub! the 2nd bedroom is pretty big, too!

it's going to be an interesting year, i can tell you that already.

work tonight better be REALLY f'ing busy. or else i'm going to be sad and not want to play poker tonight. but i'm sure i will, i'm just saying.

poker! tee hee!

new year's weekend: part 2

i almost forgot to mention that thursday night me, carmen, dustin and sattercrunk played spades. me and carmen went down flaming unfortunately. but hey it's all good at least i got to "play". hehehe.

ok anyways so we played poker friday night, and then saturday morning me and carmen went to look at this condo. i have been for a while considering purchasing a condo. not that i can afford it or anything, but i really want my own place, and i may as well give this a shot. well, this condo rocks. the decorating style is old lady awful. i'm talking off white wallpaper with flowerdy bordering. so bad that my step mother loved it. when a woman with a mullet loves your wallpaper, it's time to redecorate. anywho it's really nice other than that. mirrors everywhere, 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, nice closets, closed in back porch, and the best part, HOT TUB. oh yea. this is a sweet sweet deal and i'm really really thinking about this.. i just have to figure out how to break the news to my roomie. she's going to be crushed, but i have to do it. with my own place i can finally get a pug! or at least a kittie, like cheddar.

well back to the weekend! after this, carmen and i drove up to my dad's in lansing. that's the mountains, ashe county. it's a LONG drive. back ass country curvy mountain roads. there is no reason why i would ever want to live somewhere where you have to drive 30 minutes to get to a grocery store. no. and the driveway up to my dad's? shitty to say the least. my car is low, and therefore doesn't like bumpy ass mountain gravel driveways. well visiting my dad's house was just like always. my step brother was an annoying lying 18 year old asshole. my step mom was her usual transparent mullet-yeilding, nascar-loving, drug-addicted, skankorama. and of course my own brother was a drunken, sleazeoid, waste of human existense self.
but my stepsister is the exception. no matter how long she has lived in ashe county, she is still a sweet innocent, good person. i'm still not sure how she ended up a part of my family. it's probably because my dad has pretty much raised her for the last 10 years. he is good. he is the only reason i went up there. because i love my dad, and i never get to see him anymore. we didn't really get to talk or hang out much for the few hours i was up there. he was busy being sad about my brother's drinking and my step mother's skankiness. but it's ok because it was all worth it to get to see my dad.

well then me and carmen headed to boone. ah.. boone. just for a few minutes, to see my exroomie nick. he gave us free arby's and free milkshakes! yay! it was worth the 20 extra minutes added to the drive home.
upon arriving back in hickory, we stopped at my house for me to dress (grabbed my booby shirt), then we hauled ass over to carmen's. there we made an appearance at her neighbor's new years party.. free food and booze! and it was GOOD food too.. curry rice, some sort of salad type stuff.. i don't even know what it was, but it was damn good.

then finally satterfield got off work.. now we were supposed to be at ace's party for new years. but satt didn't get off work til 11.30. we knew there was no way to make it to ace's by midnight (he lives out in BFE) so we decided to stay at C's til 12. but then donnell called from sagebrush because he wanted to ride with us to the party. he told us that he had been invited. so we went to sagebrush.
so, at midnight, on one of my favorite holidays, on the day i requested OFF from sagebrush, that's where i was. fucking sagebrush. no midnight kiss for me. *sigh* at least i got a hug.
so then we headed to donnell's crib for him to change. while he was inside changing, ace called. satt said something about donnell, and ace said "what? i didn't invite donnell!"
donnell lied to us. he tried to trick us into bringing him to a party where he wasn't invited. well, we're smarter than that. so when donnell came back out, we told him that ace said that the party was pretty much over and everyone had gone home. so then donnell went back inside, and we went to ace's. what a liar.
well ace's party was awesome. there was only 9 of us there, but it was awesome.
ace's brother josh is from colorado and was here visiting. it was his birthday. 3 of their friends from maryland were there visiting as well. carmen, satt, brian the dj/cook and me were the others.
here's what went down: josh was playing a bongo drum, his friend nick was playing the guitar, nick's girlfriend was playing a mandolyn, satt was playing the harmonica, and brian was rapping here and there. it was AWESOME. beautiful music. josh was friggin amazing on his drum.. i mean seriously. they palyed a bunch of sublime songs, and it was like going to concert, but sitting in the middle of the stage and everyone knows the words, and it's all made up, but it's beautiful. here's the one, lonely picture i have from the whole night that i took with my camera phone: why only one? i was too lazy to get out my camera. hahaha. a great night, great oppurtunity for pics, and i only took one:

nick is on the left playing the guitar behind his head, which he was really good at. josh is on the right banging his drum.

went to sleep around, oh 5 am. a lot of music, a lot of fun. a good night.

sunday went home, went to beef o' brady's to watch FOOTBALL with andrea, dave p., katie, and daniel. it was good eatin! but i was so tired! the panthers were winning so bad by halfway through the third quarter, and i was so damn tired that we just left. my game was even ON. my game was close, could have gone either way, but we just left. i didn't care, so tired. i just went home, put the internet on the game stats, and went to sleep. i tried to wake every few minutes to look at the score, but eventually i just fell to sleep too deep. but the point of the whole story, is that my team WON. they won the division title. and now they're playing the redskins on saturday. which SUCKS because i have to work. if they were playing sunday, i could watch it. but NO. the damn panthers got the sunday game. boo.

sunday night i went to c's where carmen, me and dustin (:)) watched the exorcism of emily rose. what a good movie! i really liked it. it was also very nice to be cuddly on the couch while watching the movie.. cuddly is good. stayed over there that night, since i had monday off at the cog. then i was supposed to work at the brush, but manly matt called me to ask if he could work for me. since it was rainy, i said ok. nobody wants to work at the brush on a rainy monday night.

so i watched some television and did some laundry. then i got stir crazy and decided to go pick up my brush paycheck. c and satt were there eating, so i hung with them for a bit. then i was headed home and manly matt called to ask what i was up to. i was planning on going home and going to sleep. that would have been the smart thing to do since i had to be up at 8 yesterday morning. but i'm not smart. he convinced me to go have a drink with him at rockola. i'm dumb. and then we went to randolph's billiards to play pool with ace and brian the dj/cook. i was up way too late. and i had four beers! but hey, at least i didn't have to pay for them. finally about 12 i decided i needed to go home, so i left. i had fun and cut out with enough to time to get a little sleep. i live a dangerous, yet fulfilling life.

yesterday was ok.. gpsn went great, it was perfect weather. went home, watched tv. then to c's to play spades with them and tim (ex brusher). me and tim won! satterfield went down for once! ha! then i was home by 11.30.. and now here i am.

shoo!
that was a long one! no more blogging for at least a day!

my fingers hurt from all the typing!!

the new background picture was taken new years eve as the sunset over my dad's land.

you people are so demanding (new year's weekend: part 1)

where's the new year's blog? where are the new year's picture?
i was there for your new year's but i still want to read the blog!!
blah blah blah
well i'm going to try to blog now, we'll see how much i get done.
ok let's see.. um i worked friday night at the brush.
and for once, i had a pretty awesome night. i didn't have a lot of tables and most of them were shitty tippers, but then around 8 pm i got a table of four people. they looked like average people. Three men, one woman. first thing they do is order some beers and a margarita. then they order shots of cuervo. then they order MORE shots of cuervo and more beer. then more cuervo. they eventually ended up getting appetizers as meals, and then ordering more cuervo. let's just say, there was a lot of cuervo. they were there for a WHILE too. they were fun. in the end, they had 5 22oz beers, 3 cuervo margaritas, 2 bottles of budlight, 4 appetizers and 20, that's right 20 shots of cuervo. 4 people. the cuervo alone cost them $101.00.
we had a contest that night for highest guest check average. meaning, the highest check divided by number of people. they got their bill, and it was $184.00. divided by four that's like 46 bucks a person. i won myself a shirt! booyah! AND since they were drunk/cool, they tipped me 41 dollars! helllll yea.
so that was cool. then we played some poker. this new guy at the brush, named matt, came to play with 3 of his friends. we took 10 bucks from matt, and only one of his friends played, and he ended up winning 5 dollars because carmen was tired and decided to cash out. carmen won 45 bucks.. i came in third, meaning i was the last person to go out. but it's all gravy, i had fun. ended up going to sleep at like 4 a.m.

i'll post some pics of this night later. it's time to go out GPSn again..
weekend story to be continued.

another one bites the dust.

well if there's anyone out there who's wondering what happened with dr. boone, let's just say, he didn't take it well.
in fact, he was pretty pissed.
i got home yesterday and signed on to aim, then went to get shit out of my car. i came back to:
Adam: wow
Adam: ya know
Adam: dont hold back or anything
Adam: I am not senstive at all
Adam: sorry for pissing you off
Adam: dont even know what I did
Adam: and frankly
Adam: I think youre just upset cause you liked me way much more than I liked you
Adam: and you dont like that
Adam: so now you have to make the bad guy
Adam: so go ahead do
Adam: ...it!
Adam: I give a shit


then we had a "conversation" and he basically called me a bitch, then he would apologize for being an asshole, then he would put me down, then himself.. blah blah blah.

how can someone say "i really like you, a lot. and i want to take things slow", then turn around a week later and tell you to forget about them?

lucky for him, i have.
i don't even care.
what a dick.
good thing him i'm mature enough to not actually go through with my plan of egging his car. :)

besides, i have someone else who is much better than him to spend my time with. only, i'm just now realizing it. thanks for the patience, you.

p.s. if anyone wants to read the actual whole conversation that i had with dr. boone, give me your email address... i might consider sending it to you.

i look good today.

i'm not trying to toot my own horn.. too much! but i look good today. i love my hustler hat!



that's right, hustler hat. because i bought it at the hustler store on sunset blvd. in hollywood! but my teeth look f'ed up in this shot for some reason.. for the record i have very nice looking teeth.

and i'm in a much better mood today. not pissed off anymore. carmen and i came to the conclusion that the reason dr. boone is so weird is because he's gay. and i'm not just saying that to be bitchy, or a woman scorned or whatever, but i'm serious. it's really the only rational explanation for his weirdnes..

he still hasn't read my response to his response as of 1:50 pm on Thursday Dec. 29th.

jesus, what is wrong with guys? i am so pissed off right now.

my message to dr. boone:
"hey there adam!
listen, i heard what my brother did with the whole blog thinggy. i'm so sorry.. he's such an ass. he had no right to do such a thing. please don't take anything he does to heart. trust me, he's just not worth getting upset over. i figured out later that that's the reason you weren't at the show.
i hope you ended up having a good christmas anyways, whether your family was there or not. my family wasn't around for christmas either.
well i know you're probably tired of hearing this from me, but i really would like to be your friend! don't forget about me!
have a nice day! "

completely innocent right? i was being totally honest.. all i wanted was friendship.
so then he sends me a response. a nice, long one. he went into detail about his christmas and everything and how bad of a time he was having.. told me all about his situation with his band.. everything was going fine until i got to the last paragraph:
"Now my problems with my mom and alan, are not related to what I mean at you. I dont have a problem with you Allison, I do like you. But you can very clearly see I am very mad at alot of people and "trying to get to know me" is not in your best intrest. I am sorry. I do consider you a friend but maybe just givng me some space could make things easier. Once agian I am sorry for everything.

Adam "

what the fuck. some space?
my response to his response:
"jeez.
you're right. you're right about everything in this message. but the last line, about needing space? what the fuck? it's not like i'm trying to get in your pants or anything. since when is wanting to be there for a friend a bad thing? i'm sorry you're living a fucked up life right now. i am. and i wish the best for you, but seriously. it's not like i wanted you to give me anything other than a comment now and then. it's not like i'm stalking you, calling you, or even thinking that much about you. i just wanted to be your friend. i'm surprised you even graced me with a response.

but now i officially give up on you.
because clearly that's what you want"


i feel it was the only way to respond.

"oh fuuuudddgggggeee.. only, i didn't say fudge.."

i love that movie, and i love that it comes on 24 hours STRAIGHT on TBS on Christmas. what the hell else would i be watching at Christmas?
it was a pretty good christmas break.. nothing too eventful happened. but i'll tell you all about it anyways. it began on thursday around 12.30 with the official office christmas party. we played dirty santa, where everyone brings in a ten dollar gift to exchange. daniel ended up with a 12 pack of coors light. by the end of the party it was a 5 pack! i, after fighting over it with my boss's wife, ended up with a $10 gift certificate to priscilla's. now, for those of you who don't know, priscilla's is a "lingerie" store :).
anywho! then a bunch of us went to tripp's where we had mas fun and beer!!!

then, after much consumption of beer, we headed to el paso, because the day wouldn't be complete without dos equis and the burrito el paso. me and katie were feeling really good by then:

in the words of katie, i was "sotally tober"
hehehe. then, to top everything off, i went home and to sleep. i was out by 11 pm. sad, i know.
i worked the next night at the brush! boo! i was there til friggin midnight, but in the end went out with brian the dj/cook to this bar in downtown hickory where i got to see female mud wrestling, sang karaoke, and drank 5 malibu and cokes and 2 jager bombs, ate a ham & cheese sandwich, and danced with a girl! good times. finally got home around 4 am, where i went straight to sleep, by myself! *sigh*
then made up a rum cake in the morning (my speciality) and went BACk to the brush. but hey, at least working at sagebrush on christmas eve, we had a little fun:

it says: "I will work for SEX". poor asshole adrian. he walked around with it on his back for a LONG time. everyone got a kick out of it. when the kitchen manager finally pulled it off and put it in his hand, he simply looked at it, shrugged, and put it back on his back.

then after work i headed straight home for presents!! then to alan's country music show at the irish cue in mooresville! it was really good! i don't have any live pics of alan performing, cause i was too lazy to get my camera out until after he was done, but here:

the show was good, but i was a little disappointed. i thought dr. boone was going to be there and that he would see my booby shirt and come over and beg me to talk to him! but he wasn't there, so the booby shirt was for naught. ah well.
christmas day was boring.. i watched a christmas story a few times, and then went to b's house and had fun with his family.. i got an awesome tampa bay buccaneers snowglobe with raymond james stadium inside. then b had to go home, so i went over to alan's house and we went to see king kong. good movie, but utterly too long. i liked it, but i'll never watch it again. didn't get home til 2 am! but since it was still christmas in california, i gave my ex beau a call! turns out now he's on myspace, and he needs a few friends! Add him!
and what ex beau adventure would be complete without him making me feel AWFUL for not going to see him this year. *sigh* i think the boy has delusions that we could EVER be together permanently.. don't get me wrong,i love him, but we don't work together.
anywho then monday i got up and went to pick up madelyn and elora (my nieces) from my oldest brother, scott, and took them over to alan's to drop off elora. we hung out for a while, i napped on elora's bed while they played. it was sweet. then i took madelyn home, when my mom finally got home from virginia. that's when i went to dinner! with adam! another ex beau! we went to los arcos, where, of course, alan was there with elora. can't escape family. but me and adam had a good long conversation anyways. we sat there and talked for 2 hours. i finally got up the nerve to ask him about the nickname (if you don't know it by now, there's probably a reason!). well he admitted to calling me that. he said he didn't originate it, but he didn't discourage it. which means one of his friends came up with it, which means he told all of his friends what we were doing in private. good thing this was 5 years ago or else i might get mad. grr. by the way he's on myspace now too, he hasn't added me as his friend yet though! but you can look here to see it.
but then it was time to go.. after a much heartfelt hug, i headed home. it was good. cleansing.
yesterday consisted of me hanging with my ma all day, buying lotto tickets and eating food, riding in a car and napping, and then FINALLY back to hickory at 8.30 pm, where i went straight to carmen's. we played spades. me and satterfield beat carmen and brian the dj/cook after a very tense, very close last hand. it was awesome.

so that was my big christmas break. .like i said, nothing too exciting, but it was still nice. and i have another 3 day weekend this weekend! i love new years.. i hope i get some booty :) but who knows where the wind will take me.

oddtodd

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and my alma mater becomes "National Champions"

that's football.

did ya miss me?

so i haven't blogged in like a week!
but having bronchitis will do that to ya. bronchitis!! holy shit! how does one contract bronchitis? my guess is some nasty fucker who already had it came in to eat at dillbrush even though they had fucking bronchitis! and me, being the lucky girl i am, was their server. and since i am primo pre-busser extraordinare, i picked up their nasty bronchitis infested plate after they were done eating, and took it back to the kitchen where the infection must have rubbed off on me. normally i wash my hands after each trip to and from the dish room as it is a nasty shithole of infected plates. occasionally, however, i get busy and have to run back out there, and resort to wiping my hands on my jeans. this must have been one of those times.
anywho, i worked on monday, monday night, half a day tuesday, and half a day thursday. that's it. that's all i worked last week. except i also worked saturday night, but i'll get to that in a minute.
i got so much sleep last week. it was AWESOME. i mean sure, there were times when i couldn't breath, couldn't swallow, had a terrible headache, sorethroat, deathly coughing, blah blah blah, but i got to sleep. a lot. and that rocked. i slept so much that i actually had no problem getting up early on wednesday when i went to the urgent care. i love urgent care. 20 bucks and i got to go right in, and get medicine. and then the medicine was AWESOME. i felt so loopy all day thursday and friday.
friday night was the best part of the whole week. for some magical reason i was off work, so i went to my coworker trey's pad to watch the big ASU vs. UNI national championship game. i would have gone with katie and daniel if i wasn't sick. really, i would have. i wish i had. but i really was still sick. it was an awesome game to watch. the first half sucked cause we sucked. asu looked like a high school team. but then when Williams came back in, it turned around. and Hunter's huge amazing super cool play when he picked up the fumble and ran in for a touchdown, it was like a whole new team out there. that's football. the crowd and the noise, that's football. the extreme rush of adrenaline, the hugging and screaming and passion, that's football. i love it.

what a good time. then i went to carmen's. to play 3 dollar poker. i did awesome too. would have won if i hadn't pooped out. i tell ya, all that sleep made me so tired.. :) i was so tired i skipped the sagebrush christmas party at 9 on saturday. i'm such a bad employee :P but at least i showed up for work saturday night.
but honestly, i shouldn't have. of course, as soon as my bronshitis started to finally clear up, i got mad cramps. so i was pretty much miserable saturday afternoon. then carmen gave me some "naproxin". well that made me numb, and loopy. so i was in a pretty good mood at the brush, for a while. we were slow but i didn't mind. i was still feeling the tired. by 8:00 i was exhausted. i begged to be volumed and left at 10:00. sad. it was carmen's last night at the brush, and there was a big party at ace's that night. but i didn't go. i wish i had felt better, good enough to go. but i felt like i had been hit by a mack truck. a mack truck carrying something heavy and awful. like seafood. yea. so on saturday night i was asleep by midnight. and slept until almost noon sunday.
i almost forgot to mention that saturday night i got a text message and a voicemail from dr. boone wondering why my brother was mad at him, and why he had asked dr. boone not to go to his christmas eve show. this is the first i have actually heard from dr. boone in a while. so i was nervous when i finally called him back that night. it turns out alan had talked to carmen, and got the impression that i was utterly mad at dr. boone and didn't want to be near him, and didn't want him to go to the show. which is totally not true. not at all. i don't even know if i'm going to the show! and i certainly am not mad at dr. boone. i'm sad for him. i had a conversation with him about why he chose to give up on me. and we're cool. i understand him. and i'm not mad. if anything, i pity him. but that's all. anyways i cleared things up with alan yesterday when i was in town for my ma's birthday.

well that brings me up to present pretty much. i may have left a few things out, but what can ya do? get over it. :)

oh yea?

you know what? i'm not sad anymore. i'm JUST FINE. i'm not lonely, i've got freinds. i don't need a boyfriend, i don't need a husband. i just need my friends. and i'm happy that way. the only time i've cried because of another person in the last 3 years has been because i threw a guy in the mix. that's not cool. fuck that. i don't think that i should live that way. what's wrong with being single?
there's just too much emotion involved in romance. and unfortunately for me, it's usually the wrong emotion..
ok, i'm deathly sick with a cold, and i'm pretty high on cold medicine, so this probably isn't making any sense. and that's ok. but that's why.

"how bout them panthers?"

well, my weekend started out "el terrible" but ended up not so bad. friday just plain out sucked.
i was in a bad mood starting out from not talking to dr. boone. then it got worse when he actually did manage to grace with me a two sentence message. nothing horrible, just nothing good. what can you do to help someone when they won't let you help? when they won't even talk to you? NOTHING. that's what you can do. just sit back and wait. well fuck that. i'm the worst person in the world when it comes to patience. i have none. none. i'm trying here though. and of course since C talked to my brother on saturday night, now she doesn't like dr. boone either. but me, i'm still torn. i think this is the point where i just keep everything bottled up inside. that works for me. definitely.


at least friday and saturday i made pretty good tips for once. and i got to hang out with friends both nights. drinking and what have you.

and app won!! yay!! i'm still working on going to the championship game friday in chatanooga!! it's a possibility for sure!!

but the best part about the whole weekend was definitely yesterday around 3:50 pm when it became apparent that the buccaneers, my team, were actually going to beat the panthers. don't get me wrong, i'm a north carolinian, therefore i'm a panthers fan. EXCEPT when they play the bucs. because after all, i'm a floridian by birth. loyalty. look it up. let me just say it feels really nice to notice that all of the people who not 2 months ago would walk past saying really annoying shit like "how bout them panthers?" are now avoiding walking past my desk at all. that set them in their smug little places. i'm glad my roommate was definitely not smug about it. or else i'd be forced to say "how bout them bucs?" to her. but she's cool, so we're cool. in fact, i didn't bring it up at all last night, and we hung out most of the night. now, when my boss eventually gets here, i'm gonna HAVE to say something.

hmm...

and last night i had fun. i finished up most of my christmas shopping. and then i hung out at C's again. this time we watched the "Last Laugh '05" thing on comedy central with c, satt, brian the dj/cook, ace, lavier (my psuedo boss at the brush) and dustin. yes, dustin. it was pretty funny. i think i'm growing into a shatner fan!

*SIGH* well anyways maybe this week will turn out better and i won't cry myself to sleep like i did for the first time in years on saturday night.

family sucks.

i'm not sure, but i think my asshole brother may have said something to dr. boone to make him not want to talk to me anymore. i've only spoken to him once this week. i sent him a myspace message and a text message and an aim im and have recieved no response. maybe he's just busy. but i had a conversation with my brother on wednesday night, and i get the feeling he said something to dr. boone. you see, my brother is an asshole. and he doesn't like the idea of me seeing dr. boone. in fact, he hates it. he said bad things to me about dr. boone, trying to scare me away. but it didn't. i still like him, just as much. my brother is just an ass.

and i swear if i find out that he has been talking to dr. boone in an attempt to keep him away from me, i'll be sure to give him the silent treatment for at least 1 year. at least.

come on.

Consternation

mc chris owns. i wanna go to an mc chris show.

what did i tell you? i got mc chris to sign my boob. ok sure, it was my boob on my shirt, but i'm not going to force the girls on anyone. here ya go:

and i must say, he's a really funny, nice guy. i had such an awesome time. i was inches from him, in the front the whole time! i'll have better pics tomorrow!! but here's the one b took of me and mc:


more to come
word i'm out!

since you asked.

i love eggnog. carmen makes especially yummy eggnog. on saturday, i drank about 4 small cups of it. and was drunk. not just tipsy, drunk. had to catcha ride home drunk. it was a good night though. a lot of people were there! carmen and satterfield, brian the dj/cook, ace, b, mandy, erika and jessica(from the brush), mona (works with carmen), brandon and chris.. and.. let's see i know i'm forgetting someone.. hm.... who could it be... someone .... who.. oh! bertha! hahaha.. how could i forget bertha! and their new kitty cheddar who you can see pics of on my flickr...

oh and dustin was there to ;). ha! dustin has decided to come back around and be part of our group again. good for him. we even had a little joke too. mona was sending someone a text message and i made a comment about "never send drunken text messages, trust me, it's a bad idea". that had him laughing. and we were nice and civil to each other. i'm glad to be his friend again. i missed his funny youngster ass.

over all the christmas poker was pretty awesome.. of course i lost twice.. really quickly..i wasn't drunk enough when we started, so i did horribly. but it's all good. i had eggnog, rum cake, a special star christmas cookie, and lots of good times. then mandy, b, and i went back to my house and i went to sleep. like a good girl.

and then yesterday i did ABSOLUTELY nothing except watch 4 episodes of scrubs before i had to go to work at 5, where i did more of ABSOLUTELY nothing. then to carmen's to play with cheddar.

and that was my weekend.



















what?
why are you still reading?
did i forget something?
huh?

oooooooooooooooooooooooh, you want to hear about my friday night?
come on now, i don't kiss and tell! well, ok ...

i worked friday night. left at exactly 11 pm. got to ktown around 12.15 am.
we talked. we burned the candle that i brought him, that i hand made. it smelled nice.
then we decided to watch a movie. he had told me to bring a movie, anything i wanted. it was my choice whether to bring a dvd (living room, couch) or a vhs (bedroom). i brought two VHS's.. hehehe.. i brought SNatch (guy movie, but one i love) and the princess bride (one of the greatest movies ever made, and what my blog is named after). i told carmen these choices. she said if he picks the princess bride, he's a keeper.
he picked princess bride.

then we snuggled.. all through the night. it was so nice.. i'm really liking this cuddly snuggly happiness.

of course it couldn't last too long. stupid sagebrush. i had to leave at 8 am to drive an hour to be at the meeting.. sigh.. i'm like cinderella and sagebrush is midnight.


"no more rhymes now, i mean it! anybody want a peanut?"

*sigh*

i've been told that i sigh a lot.. i do.. and that isn't for any reason other than me sitting back and being happy.

and i am happy.

i was a one line wonder in my own love sooooong

oh i love those avett brothers songs...

there are a few things in this world that i am REALLY good at. baking rum cakes is definitely one of those. i made one last night.. it is So good. it's just perfectly moist and mouth watering.. and i didn't boil the glaze quiiiite long enough so it's nice and potent. wasn't ready til about 11:30 last night.

myspace is ADDICTIVE. i'm on it all day at work. and yesterday i got internet at home.. so last night i was on it all night while i was at home. and instant messenger.. *sigh*

i was planning on getting a much larger longevity check (christmas bonus) than i actually recieved, and was going to go ahead and splurge on some ebay panthers/bucs tickets. good seats.. but you know what? fuck that. i can't get anyone to commit to going with me anyways.. so i guess i'm going to have to wait and see what happens. i may have more fun watching it on tv anyways, when i can snuggle up on the couch.. going would have been good, but i don't want to go if my seats are going to be shitty. i'm one of THOSE people. if i don't have good seats, i don't want to go.

i can't WAIT for tuesday night! going to see MC CHRIS in raleigh! yay! i'm going to meet that guy and get an autograph. because i can, i'm that good. watch you'll see. i'm not working the day after, but on thursday, when i come into work, i'll have mc chris's name written in marker on my boobs. (just kidding, it'll be on my cd cover!).

little nervous... tonight i may be driving down to concord for a visit with dr. boone.. i'm going to be so tired tomorrow .. we have a mandatory 9 am staff meeting at dillbrush.. where they are basically going to bitch us out for 2 hours. boo. but hey, when it's over i get to go back to sleep until 3 when i have to be BACK there for work. but then after work... it's POKER TIME! honestly i'm not that excited about the poker, i'm excited about the friends!! carmen, satt., brian the dj/cook, possibly asshole adrian (yes i changed his name, i can do that!), ace, and last but not least, Brad will be there! yay! and possibly his psuedo gf mandy..
there's going to be a shit ton of eggnog, and cookies, and yes, my rumcake.

i'm not going to be worth a damn on sunday. and i don't care.

with their floppy little heads and their beady little eyes..

ha! take that mr. canada,
mr. "america needs some serious reorganization"
mr. "i could be making so much more money back in canada"
mr. "ooh my name's steve and i'm better than you"
mr. email me saying "i'm home now, come on over and we can cuddle" then email me saying "please ignore the last email i sent you, we'll go skiing soon"

what an ass. i know this was over a month ago, but i still feel icky when i think about canada now.

ok, ok, i still think it's a beautiful country and would love to go back and visit. but not with carmen's canadian coworker.. heheheh i love alliteration.

oh my god

oh my god! oh my god! oh my god! oh my god!
aahh!!!!

allison's thanksgiving break.. exposed!

i had a WONDERFULLY awesome break from the rigorously hard work of making maps all day.

-Wednesday night: work at the brush, drive home.. talk to Dr. Boone for approximately 1 hour, making drive really easy..
have nice conversation with brother.

-Thursday day: dinner goes well, and get this: NO DRAMA! for once a comparitively normal thanksgiving.. food: good. family: well behaved. kiddies: adorable.

-Thursday night: back to work. i swear to god sagebrush was the only restaurant open in hickory and therefore every retard that decided to go out to eat on THANKSGIVING had to come into sagebrush. it was SO FING busy. and here's the best part, there were only four servers. that's right FOUR. and it was as busy as a friday night when we have 11 servers. but i got through it.. and ended up making like 60 bucks. i didn't get out of there til 11:30 when we closed at 10 pm. but then i went to C's and we had fun with the gang, and i talked to Dr. Boone on the phone until approximately 4 a.m. when my phone died.

-Friday: get up, do NOTHING, then go help put Gulf Relief Variety Show fliers on people's cars at the crazy way too freaking busy, how the hell did anybody get anywhere parking lot at target/kohl's/best buy.

-Friday night at the brush: DEAD. since everyone came in there on thanksgiving, there was no one left to come back the next night. wtf. but it was all gravy since i was still tired from the night before. plus, i was closing with C, so at least i didn't have to be bored alone. seriously, i made like 15 bucks. on a friday. i had FIVE tables.
then over to B. W. Wings, for a few drinks. talked to dr. boone again... then home..

-Saturday was cool. got up, went to wally world. can i just say that it was the craziest damn place eveR? i was going to go friday afternoon, but remembered that i would be stepping into HELL the day after thanksgiving..
then i got all pretty for the show.
which was outstanding.. carmen and sattercrunk did an amazing job putting together a very fun night.. and they raised money for a good cause. i'm so proud to call them 2 of my best friends... and the best part was that i got to watch it all from the lighting booth with carmen. and i got to do some of the lighting. AND i got to wear a cool headset.. "red five, standing by" was all i could think of... i am such a geek.

then a bunch of people came over to my abode for a little get together. we drank, we played poker, everything was awesome. except for alex, satterfield's future brother in law. he decided to be an ass and turn into a little girl when he folded on a hand that ended up being a great one for him. too bad.. he actually THREW his chips in and said "i don't want to play anymore". what a little bitch.. i can't believe i ever contemplated dating him, and that i kissed him.. that was a LONG time ago though. oh and he's a philly eagles fan. ew.

then i talked yet again to dr. boone. that's when he told me he wouldn't be at my brother's house for football. i was distraught til he told me that i was going to be going over to HIS apartment to watch movies after the game.. this i could deal with.

-Sunday: drove to my brother's to watch football game. boring. boring. the panther's game was so boring. and the bucs lost too. *sigh*
but then.... then.... (sam, i'm sorry, you may not want to read anymore)
then i went to dr. boone's apartment. i was a little nervous considering we had only met the once, at alan's house a few weeks ago, but i've been talking to him everyday since then. i could tell he was a little nervous too. like, he wouldn't look at me.. we eventually decided to put in the amityville horror. ok movie.. could have ended more dramatically though.
during this movie, we sat the official nervous length apart, approximately 8 inches. i kept to myself, mostly, but i did catch him looking at me a few times. he talked some, and was funny. good funny.

then we put in the goonies movie. i love this movie by the way.. the pirate ship gets me. it gets me. and so does dr. boone. this time i decided to be cuddly... ish.. he got up a couple of times to adjust the volume.. each time he turned his back i would scoot a liiiiiittle bit more towards his seat (totally plotted). so by the end of the movie he had his arm around me and i was nestled on his chest.. sigh..

then it was about 8.. i didn't want to leave yet, so i asked if there was a short movie we could watch.. he said, "well, friday the 13th part four is short, but i only have it on video."
-"so?" i replied.
-"well, the only VCR is in my bedroom, so you'd have to sit on my bed, but i'll sit on the floor". puh-lease like i couldn't see through that. but lucky for him, i was game.
-"i'm not going to make you sit on the floor."


well, after about five minutes laying on my tummy next to him on the bed, i decided it was time to be aggressive. i pulled my patented allison move, waiting til he rolled onto his side to talk to me. then, i moved in for the kill-er... kiss.

wow. that's all i'm going to say. wow. this boy has no idea what is about to hit him. i hope he realizes that soon, i will be wrapped around his little finger and likewise. i kept myself innocent though, confineing the situation to only kissing. because i'm a good girl (heheheheheheehehheheheheheheehe). really though i was good.

ok.. enough of that now.. i'll stop going on about dr. boone... except to say this: i feel so good right now, like i've been slapped in the face with a truck, and at the same time drunk. that's good.

the good of mankind

Current mood: cheerful

last night i had the most horrific headache ever.. well not ever, there was that time a few weeks ago when i woke up in the middle of the night and to force myself to throw up so i could go back to sleep.

but anyways, i took like 500 pictures of the dress rehearsal for the Gulf Relief Variety Show that the Phaups are putting on this weekend. staring at a tiny screen for 2.5 hours gave me the headache i believe.. i don't know but i wanted to die by the time i got home, even after taking the goody's powder.

anywho if you're bored this weekend and you would like to do something for the good of mankind, go to this show. it only costs like 12 bucks and it will be really really really awesome. i got to see most of the acts last night and believe me when i say this, it is going to be an OUTSTANDING show. highly entertaining. especially the singing.

plus, i'll be there, so you know it has to be cool. of course, i'm not really doing all that much.. i'm not performing, and i'm not even taking pictures.. i'm helping C with the lighting a little (even though i've no bloody clue how to handle lighting). but it's all gravy cause i'll be there.

tonight: hang around house waiting for internet guys to show up so's i can have some internet at home! yay! and maybe i'll go see harry potter or something.. i've been dying to see it, but haven't had a chance.

well anyways i suppose maybe you want to see something visually stimulating other than my beautifully typed words, so here ya go:




helena will be playing a beautiful violin solo at the show.




Robby and Eli will be singing a tear jerking song.

and then after the party is the after party, where i will hopefully be getting this drunk again:



allison and B, circa 2004 halloween party, photo courtesy of Dr. Muffin.

man, my hair was loooong.

p.s. this is the exact same blog as on MYSPACE. so get over it.

this week.

this week = looks to be good..
i'm so excited.. only 3 days in the office!

so my brother's ex girlfriend / babymomma is dating... my EX boyfriend from 1998. i dated him when i was 15. isn't that funny? i thought it was hilarious. here's a picture:

yep, that's him in all his skeezoid glory.. what's that?? fuzzstache? hahaa
this is the guy who owned a 5 foot python. one day when i was at his house, it bit him.. hahahhahaha.. that was one of the funniest moments of my life, and i had to keep it in. dork.

anywho i just wanted to blog to be cool. but i'm too lazy to write anymore.. here's a link to make your day:
this is so gross:

North Carolina's Finest.

The rebuttal:

Katie's friend Michelle sent me this link to the guy's version of the list in the previous post. it's pretty enlightening. and i'm sure it's 100% accurate too. guys are so shallow. by the way michelle, feel free to comment if you want!
thanks!
the male version.

i concur.

i agree with about 99% of this article.
50 Things Men should know about Women.

carmen says i need to blog.

carmen says i need to blog more often, but sometimes i just don't know what to say. i've been reading other people's blogs a lot, and i found a survey that seemed pretty cool.. so what the hell i'll do that.. in a minute.
tonight me and carmen are going to Value Village! the best thrift store in the piedmont. i hope to find some goodies! and we'll be going to see my brother. so that'll be good.

i've decided after hearing some things from sampie, that i won't be speaking to cookboy adrian anymore.. i decide this a week ago, but haven't written about it yet. it just ticks me off that he would actually come over to my house (ok carmen's apt. where i was dogsitting) and drink all of my friend's liquor and then try so disgustingly desperately hard to screw monica that he was actually giving sampie "hand signals" to try to get him to "keep me busy" while he tried to scrogg monica.
ew.
what a sketchzo.
what a fucking asshole.
i haven't spoken to him in a week and i'm proud of myself. it's difficult because lately he has been working a lot more hours and now for some reason he has been working EVERYDAY the same as me. ass.
ah well.
i got a NIFTY star wars watch from brian the dj/cook. i'm so happy, it's awesome.

ok here's the damn survey:
1. What color are your kitchen plates?
my roommate's plates are a lovely plain white color. i have clear glass plates in storage.

2. What book(s) are you reading now?
i finished my awesome pirate book and now i need to find another.. i have to go to the library soon..

3. What or who is on your mouse pad?
i have a really dinge gateway mousepad... and a dell computer. but at home i have a nifty NASA hologram space mousepad.. cause science is cool.

4. What's your favorite board game?
i like trivial pursuit even though i SUCK at it. and monopoly.. i'm more of a card game type of girl, like SPADES or texas hold em.

5. Favorite magazine?
the only one i get is National Geographic. i like to read the trashy celebrity gossip ones, but i only glance at the covers while i'm in line at the grocery store. i also love reading people.

7. Least favorite smell?
ranch dressing makes me want to throw up.

8. What's the first thing you think of in the morning?
why? why? why? why is it so early? damn me for getting a real job!! damn me!

9. Favorite color?
i love all bright colors.. easter egg green is nice..

10. Least favorite color?
brown.. but is that really a color that anyone likes?

11. How many rings before you answer the phone?
my phone doesn't ring.. it sings.. most of the time it sings golddigger.. sometimes it sings sublime, sometimes star wars, and sometimes MC chris. and it just sings a 30 second sample.. so.... that doesn't really answer the question.. i just let it go til i feel like answering it.

12. Future children's names?
luke and belle. that's the end of discussion about that.

13. What is your sign and birthday?
Taurus, April 30th

14. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?
sure, they're yummy :)

15. If you could have any job what would it be?
movie star! i would love to live the hollywood life.. i could handle it.
sometimes i wish i could be a pirate too.. but not a pirate like they have now... i'm talking about an early 18th century pirate like blackbeard.
i wouldn't mind just being a regular person who lives in a boat all year round too.

16. If you could have any color hair what would it be?
red.. like i already have.. i love my hair color and haven't wanted to change it since high school. sometimes it's annoying to have all the dirty boys and old people be like "i love redheads" but ya get over it.

17. Is the glass half full or half empty?
depends. if i pour it to the halfway point, then it's half full. if it was full but i drank half of it (or if it's beer, i spilled half of it) then it's half empty

18. Favorite movie?
these are too obvious.. pirates of the caribbean of course, star wars, alive, blah blah blah...

19. Do you type with the right fingers on the keys?
of course, i'm not a retard. hahah.. that's mean. but i took the time to take a class in high school on typing with the "home keys".. so should everyone else.

20. What's under your bed?
my bed has drawers under it. one has my receipts and tobaggans (boone alumna)... the middle one has my clarinet and music.. even though i don't play anymore.. i'm so weird.. and the one at the head of the bed, well, wouldn't you like to know. let's just say i like to be prepared.. just in case. ;)

21. What is your favorite number?
520. it stands for E.T. E is the fifth letter of the alphabet and T is the 20th letter of the alphabet. why? because in 8th grade my best freind michelle and i used code to talk about our crushes. Eric Tucker was my crush. after him i never bothered with the code thing anymore.. but i continued to use 520 cause it's a good number .. it just works for me.

22. What is your single biggest fear?
not being a mother..not getting married.... being eaten by a shark (and/or dinosaur) oh you said single biggest fear? why does it have to be just one?

23. Person(s) most likely to respond?
katie or carmen.

24. Who is least likely to respond?
sam, because he reads my blogs, but never comments. :) (don't think that means now you have to comment on all my blogs though, i know you read them and you talk to me about them anyways)

25. Favorite CD?
Beck's Odelay and Bloodhound Gang's One Fierce Beer Coaster got me through High School, Sublime's 40 oz. to freedom got me through college.
but now, i don't know it's a toss up between the killer's hot fuss and the phantom of the opera soundtrack..

26. Favorite TV show?
E.R. and Friends, and now Grey's Anatomy, and jeopardy, and i love scrubs but never get to watch it.

27. Ketchup or mustard?
Ketchup. mustard is only good in moderation.

28. Hamburgers or Hot dogs?
hm... i love hamburgers.. but sometimes a hot dog with mayo, slaw and ketchup and a liiiiiittle bit of mustard can really hit the spot.. but only if it's beef, and sliced longways and grilled on a flattop, like we used to do at the BBC.

29. Favorite soft drink?
uh, coke zero.

30. The best place you have ever been?
santa barbara was pretty neat, ireland was lovely, and the bahamas were happenin. but i could also say the back of a ford F150 on a starry night in june of 2000.

31. The most amazing sight?
this beautiful country of ours from an airplane. nothing beats seeing three mountain ranges in six hours. the vastness and variability of terrain in our country blows me away.

32. What screen saver is on your computer right now?
at work i have no screensaver.. but at home i do the pictures slide show where it goes through ALL of my pictures. sometimes i just watch in amazement of all of my past pictures that i forgot i had. :)

33. Favorite burger?
wendy's. i know that's a boring answer, but their burgers are especially yummy.





there ya go. that should tide you over for a couple days i hope.

3 words: Touchdown Tampa Bay!

Man i love football. it can be so emotional sometimes. it can make you cringe, laugh, cheer, cry, jump, yell, scream, punch, high-five and even hug.

the past two weeks my team has officially sucked ass.

but yesterday they redeemed themselves quite well.
granted, the victory was a 1 point victory. but a victory is a victory, especially when it comes in such a sweet way.

b is a redskins fan, has been since birth. since my team was playing his team yesterday, the only appropriate action was for us both to take the day off for the specific purpose of watching the game together. he drove all the way to hickory from durham with a mad hangover but with idle determination. of course, since he is B, he was an hour late. but luckily i have other friends. brian the dj/cook was at Buffalo Wild Wings at 4, so at least i didn't have to sit and drink beer by myself.

the game started at 4:15. i couldn't get anyone to change the channel to that game til about 10 seconds before mike alstott drove in the buc's first touchdown. but i saw it. and called b to let him know :). then B finally got there and emotions started to fly. his team would score, my team would score. i would cheer, then i would sulk. he would cheer, then he would sulk.

finally in the fourth quarter with about 5 minutes left, the redskins got a touchdown to take the lead, making the score 35 - 28. of course, on the next drive the bucs did nothing. but then the skins' next drive was non-producing as well. and their punt was muy terrible. this gave the bucs awesome field advantage. with a nice long 30 yard pass comes the fateful six points. (i'm cheering and standing on the rungs of my stool)

now here's the crunch time. if they kick the extra point, the game will be tied 35-35. if they go for the two point conversion, they will probably win. but the two point conversions are VERY difficult to pull off. very.

so they decided to go for the extra point. blah. but wait, what's this? the damn skins blocked the kick. (i am about to cry)....

wait, is that? no, it is!! it's a flag... and it's on the skins!!! off sides!! i guess when mr. redskin went to block the kick, he jumped a little early!! another shot at victory! (again, i'm standing.. and screaming!!)

this time, gruden decides to go for it. the two points. the game winner....
handoff to alstott (my MAN) and he runs... jumps over.. and... IT'S GOOD!!!!! the refs hold up the unmistakeable touchdown symbol!! the 2 points are golden!

i'm screaming and yelling and hugging and jumping...
and of course then there is a booth review. (stupid judges)..
but since Mr. Mike Alstott was so OBVIOUSLY in, the call stands.

and the bucs win it, 36-35.

poor B, must have been a LONG drive home.

here's a picture of that glorious Alstott, just as he is about to win the game:


that's why he's my man. Don't believe me? here's a picture of me from 3 years ago wearing his hat:



i love this game.

Boo on WCNC.

ok.. there are a few t.v. shows out there that i really love. E.R. is one of the top 3. i love this show. the drama is outstanding. the acting is amazing. the stories are heartfelt. When they had the "smallpox" episodes, my heart literally ached for them.

last nights episode promised to be another wonderful example of exemplary television. 15 minutes into it, however, WCNC TV (our local NBC affiliate) decided to be giant ASSHOLES and interrupt ER with a "special alert" about a "car chase" in charlotte.

a car chase. not a high speed chase. no one was speeding. no one was hurt.

no property was damaged. nobody was shot at. nobody even ran.

it wasn't even in downtown.

it was just a car with sparks flying out of the back, being followed by cop cars.

whoop. t. doo.

i was seriously pissed off. this went on for a good 15 minutes. i was cussing and yelling at the t.v. just ask my roomie. i was so pissed i tried to call the station to bitch them out, but the line was busy.

that's ok though, that's what the internet is for.

here's what i wrote:

"i love your news shows, but interrupting ER for 15 minutes last night to show a"car chase" that was in charlotte was absolutely dispicable. i realize thatmaybe a few people out there needed to know because maybe they live close towhere the "chase" occurred, but honestly the blue flashing lights probablytipped them off. Couldn't you have just had a scrolling alert at the bottom ofthe screen? I am saddenned that there is nothing i can do to get back the timeyour special alert wasted. "

here's the website: WCNC


i feel better now.

good gravy!

i swear.. sometimes i have the most fuckedupest dreams. if you'll remember, a few months ago i had the freaky (but cool) roesthlisbrady dream. well last night i had another strange dream.. not quite as freaky, more... weird.
carmen was pregnant.... and so was i! the carmen being pregnant part is awesome.. that would rock. she wants a baby, she's married, and she is totally ready.
me? not so much. i mean, of course i want to be a mother.. one day. but not now. i'm single, young, and broke. i would have to quit my job! and move back in with my mother.. ew....
of course, i could enlist the help of the baby daddy, but honestly, the prospect of a shotgun wedding with the last guy that i.... well... let's just say i'd end up on CNN one day for spousal homicide.

although, it would be completely awesome to have a baby at the same time as carmen..

i need a cat!

ready to go home and it's only 11:45 am

first of all : the_golden_age_of_piracy_returns.

second of all: chris simms is pissing me off. (tampa bay's quarterback).
how can my team lose to San Francisco, and then turn around and lose again to the panthers. i wouldn't really care except that everyone that i work with in both of my jobs likes to be assholes about it and come up and say some "funny" little remark like: "how bout them panthers?" or "what happened to your buccaneers?" gimme a break. i wouldn't be rubbing that shit in all their faces if my team had won. and that's the truth. i would simply smile to myself. not be an ass. but whatever.

so you know what happens when you fall asleep and won't wake up to go to IHOP with allison and monica? you get served:



the funny part was the reaction at discovering the stuff all over his back.
he wakes up, goes in the bathroom. scratches his back.. "aw what the fuck?!"
hahahah it was funnier if you were there i guess. don't judge me, you would have laughed.
*sigh* i'm getting too old for this staying up til 7 am on friday nights nonsense.
then sat. i went to a party with monica (who is 19) and there were a lot of boys there. a lot of 20 year old boys.. i felt really old and decided not to drink. good choice i think..

i've decided to quit sagebrush after i save up 3000 bucks instead of 5000. it would take FOREVER to save up five. i've been working there for like 3 months and all i have now is 835. of course, that's because i spend money on friday nights drinking. stupid alcohol.

i'm just going to be a loner for a while. a hermit if you will. stay at home and watch t.v. and not worry about anything.. serving tables, playing poker, boys, booze, sex,.. . all put away. yea.

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ok ... my niece is cute.

yea i'm making personalized calenders for my bros for xmas this year.. and i'm going through pics of my nieces for them.. man are they cute. especially madelyn.

just look!



and




one more (my future (not anytime soon) baby/babies better turn out this cute.. )

me... lazy? yep.

ok i've decided it would take too much work to blog about my whole weekend. i'll just give you a few highlights:

*i won $11.00 friday night playing poker
*i got my star necklace back!!
*i had a super yummy steak and cheese with sprouts and pumpkin beer at the shroom.
*i drove approximately 4 hours on saturday. eckgh.
*there were FIVE people at the "costume party" friday night.
*therefore, i won the award for best costume, a check for $25.00 from b, who was so drunk when he wrote it that it says "pay to the order of ALLISON SUHI"
*i drank a little meself
*found out a little about why i thought that the foliage dissed me.
*b fell down a lot :)
*had the pleasure of seeing 60% of my family on sunday, including my mom, stepdad, both brothers, and two nieces (madelyn, and elora).
*got to watch a little FOOTBALL (hell yea)
*buccaneers lost to san francisco. god darn it.
*fantasy team lost. god darn it.
*got to dress like a pirate at the brush monday night. i called myself captain blinkey, due to the eyepatch. i didn't feel it would be appropriate to greet my tables by saying: "hello, welcome to sagebrush, my name is captain red poon and i'll be taking care of you."
*drank beer on monday night at the buff wild wings. after all, halloween is my favorite holiday.
*but have decided that staying out late on weeknights is a BAD idea.
*BOUGHT STAR WARS EPISODE III yesterday. can't wait to watch it!

*am glad i have the friends i have.

*need to start on my christmas list! i'm so f*ing lazy! it's november and i haven't even STARTED on chrimas presents!