Ranting.
My roommate sucks.
She just broke up with her boyfriend (of 3 years mind you) and is already onto her next conquest. A huge Polish guy who spends the night here every...single...night. Oye Vey. I had to ask them to go into her fucking room last night so I could take a shower. No, Im not a prude, but I see the way he looks at me with clothes on and I would probably feel molested if I saw the way he looked at me with just a towel on. Ich.
We only have one tv too. Boo.
With that being said, she is a tv critic. Well, I guess more of a conisseur (no idea how to spell that word) if you would. She does nothing better than watch tv. She is pretty much excellent at it. She knows so much tv that she feels its ok to talk during whatever show is on no matter if anyone is paying attention or not. The only time she is quiet is during the news. That is when I go to bed. She talks to herself when Im not there. God knows the Polski doenst understand what she is saying.
The only thing she does better is play on myspace. She is OBSESSED. I wake up on Sunday morning at about 8:30 and her ass is already on the fucking computer. She still wont turn off her fucking aim! College called, they insist you come back.
She is home every night and makes no plans on the weekends. She lurks in the common rooms waiting for an invite from me. Blah. Then if she actually does make a plan she doesnt invite me (thank god) but gets offended when I dont invite her.
Boo @ her ass. Boo@ her in general.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Smokin' Whitneys Crack Pipe...
I'm BAAaaack.
Yeah. Ok.
So the summer has gone by. That's all I really have to say about that. It won't be until about January that I long for summer and will only then ultimately decide if this summer was good and I miss it; or if I am looking more forward to "having a kick ass summer" next summer.
I decided to write today because I needed a distraction other than f'in myspace.
The boyfriend and I are doing great. That is only because we have been officially together for like 3 weeks or something. He is a very chill guy with pretty much everything going for him (other than me). As much as Im trying to get into this guy I find myself holding back. I know exactly why I am holding back too; Im in love with someone else. It took me a long time to realize that I was in love with this person. I always knew I had intense feeling for him, but it just hit me a little while back that it is actually love.
So I here I have this great bf and all I can think about is the schmuck who doesnt want me. In fact, he has made it blatantly clear that for the time being he wants absolutely nothing to do with me. Him and I go back and forth like this though, we always have. One month we are not talking-the next month we are calling eachother all the time-2 more months of not talking-1 month of sleeping together...its a sick cycle. Its basically his cycle though. He refuses to admit his feelings for me. He picked a fight with me as soon as he found out whats-his-face and I made things exclusive and here we are, not talking. I ran into him last night and he just did the stupid whatsup-head-nod. Coo. He looked around for bf but he wasnt there and then slapped my ass when I walked by. Tight.
Next....
Ok so I finally moved to the city and I am loving it. Its so great to be so close to so many cool things to do. Not like I have done any of them, but I have definitely thought about it. I will. I promised myself I would and I have to. Being 25 cannot be as lame as being 24. I have already slept with more people at 25 than I did at 24, so that is neat. Mind you, I have only been 25 for a month and a half...I have also only lived in the city for a month and a half. Coincidence? I know not ;)
On to some of my random thoughts:
*Why do skinny jeans have to be coming back into style? For the love of Christ, someone please stop this. Skinny jeans are not skinny unless you are...
*My skin has been perfect since I started sexing more.
*I think nap-time should be an option at work. They allow smoke breaks, why not nap breaks? Set up a room with some cots, dim lighting and a security guard (no hanky panky) and let me nap for 15 minutes, I'd be a much happier employee.
*Blueberry Stoli + Lemonade = Crazy Delicious
*Midget on Midget Porn...still on the hunt for some of that. Im not sick, just curious, intrigued if you would.
*That show on TLC with the family of 16 is fucking nuts. Look at that family. Just look at them! The mom is a pussy machine and the dad is loaded with fertility. They created 16 (or 14 - dont recall exactly) of the weirdest looking, robotic, 0 personality children ever. How can they live with themselves knowing the are raising weiners? One kid who is 8 wants to be a missionary when he grows up and his favorite thing to do is play broom ball?!?!?! On the real yo, boo.
*Buckwild is my hero.
*2 of my male friends last night were discussing how when one of them got drunk, he took a pair of the other's socks. He wants them back. I think that is weird. He said they had a cool print on them and that I wouldnt understand. Ok...
*I think I have a friend who is gay.
*Freeze pops are spectacular. I eat 2 a day. Hefferwhat?
I need to get back to work.
Yeah. Ok.
So the summer has gone by. That's all I really have to say about that. It won't be until about January that I long for summer and will only then ultimately decide if this summer was good and I miss it; or if I am looking more forward to "having a kick ass summer" next summer.
I decided to write today because I needed a distraction other than f'in myspace.
The boyfriend and I are doing great. That is only because we have been officially together for like 3 weeks or something. He is a very chill guy with pretty much everything going for him (other than me). As much as Im trying to get into this guy I find myself holding back. I know exactly why I am holding back too; Im in love with someone else. It took me a long time to realize that I was in love with this person. I always knew I had intense feeling for him, but it just hit me a little while back that it is actually love.
So I here I have this great bf and all I can think about is the schmuck who doesnt want me. In fact, he has made it blatantly clear that for the time being he wants absolutely nothing to do with me. Him and I go back and forth like this though, we always have. One month we are not talking-the next month we are calling eachother all the time-2 more months of not talking-1 month of sleeping together...its a sick cycle. Its basically his cycle though. He refuses to admit his feelings for me. He picked a fight with me as soon as he found out whats-his-face and I made things exclusive and here we are, not talking. I ran into him last night and he just did the stupid whatsup-head-nod. Coo. He looked around for bf but he wasnt there and then slapped my ass when I walked by. Tight.
Next....
Ok so I finally moved to the city and I am loving it. Its so great to be so close to so many cool things to do. Not like I have done any of them, but I have definitely thought about it. I will. I promised myself I would and I have to. Being 25 cannot be as lame as being 24. I have already slept with more people at 25 than I did at 24, so that is neat. Mind you, I have only been 25 for a month and a half...I have also only lived in the city for a month and a half. Coincidence? I know not ;)
On to some of my random thoughts:
*Why do skinny jeans have to be coming back into style? For the love of Christ, someone please stop this. Skinny jeans are not skinny unless you are...
*My skin has been perfect since I started sexing more.
*I think nap-time should be an option at work. They allow smoke breaks, why not nap breaks? Set up a room with some cots, dim lighting and a security guard (no hanky panky) and let me nap for 15 minutes, I'd be a much happier employee.
*Blueberry Stoli + Lemonade = Crazy Delicious
*Midget on Midget Porn...still on the hunt for some of that. Im not sick, just curious, intrigued if you would.
*That show on TLC with the family of 16 is fucking nuts. Look at that family. Just look at them! The mom is a pussy machine and the dad is loaded with fertility. They created 16 (or 14 - dont recall exactly) of the weirdest looking, robotic, 0 personality children ever. How can they live with themselves knowing the are raising weiners? One kid who is 8 wants to be a missionary when he grows up and his favorite thing to do is play broom ball?!?!?! On the real yo, boo.
*Buckwild is my hero.
*2 of my male friends last night were discussing how when one of them got drunk, he took a pair of the other's socks. He wants them back. I think that is weird. He said they had a cool print on them and that I wouldnt understand. Ok...
*I think I have a friend who is gay.
*Freeze pops are spectacular. I eat 2 a day. Hefferwhat?
I need to get back to work.
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