Fireworks
Tony came back from Boston on Saturday and so immediately we hung out. Of course.
That night I went with him and his uncle to go see the fireworks. First we went to this apartment building by the Mississippi where one of his uncle's friends was hosting a party. The apartment was one of those million dollar places; all of the furniture was modern and there were expensive rugs here and there and paintings all over the walls. I felt so out of my element!
For the fireworks, we headed down to the Stone Arch Bridge and took a place towards the middle and waited for the fireworks to start. There was this group of a couple of older mom's with two young teenage girls and this one mom was just insane. She kept hooting and hollering when the fireworks were going off and she was making the two younger girls stand up to get their picture taken in front of the fireworks.
I must say, the fireworks were very enjoyable; just 20 minutes of eye stimulation. And I'm used to the fireworks that State Center has after our town celebration in June. Take all of State Center's fireworks and fire them off all at once, and you won't even have the finale that I saw that night.
We headed back to the apartment to "chat it up" with some people before we left. When we entered the building and made our way to the elevator, who left the elevator but none other than the Mayor of Minneapolis. Not that it had much impact on me, I had no clue it was him until Tony's uncle made a comment.
Fountain Swimming
Yesterday Tony and I biked all over Northeast and Uptown. The weather was hot and so we figured out how to cool ourselves down.
We were biking to my place and were going through Loring Park when Tony turned towards the fountain in that park. He threw down his bike, took off his shirt, and just dove into the fountain. I followed suit soon after him, though I did not shed my clothing. : )
Tony found a cd while in the fountain and there were two cds inside. So now I've got a Tori Amos cd and The Soviets.
After that fountain, we continued on the way to my place and before leaving downtown, we spotted another fountain in front of a building and decided to check it out. There were a couple of homeless guys there washing their shirts but we dove in anyways; they got quite a kick out of it.
I think this will be a new hobby for us.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Friday, July 22, 2005
Drunk, Bored...New People
"Bye Bye Love"
Last Saturday I drove Tony, his brother, and their uncle to the airport and said my good-byes to them and they flew off to Boston. So this week I've been hanging out with people I usually don't hang out with and have just been trying to keep myself busy.
Brock
I talked a bit of Brock in an earlier post; he's the guy who went through my lane at Target and gave me his number. I hadn't called him in a few weeks and almost felt that it had been too long to call him back, but I did call him on Sunday and we decided to meet up on Tuesday as I worked that night. Well, Brock called me Sunday night and wanted to hang out and so we met up around midnight.
Brock's 24 and is from a town of 600 people in southern Minnesota. We biked around a little bit and then headed back to my place where we sat on the couch and talked until 3 am. Brock's an interesting guy; he's really into art of all kinds, which is something I really enjoy, and find especially attractive in the opposite sex. That's not to say I was attracted to Brock, I wasn't. He has one thing about him that I find to be a bit annoying, and it's that he has love for everyone, until he's given a reason not to. I don't mean to sound all cynical and whatnot, but it just sounds corny when he talks about it and there's just something about the whole thing that I find annoying. I think he's also a little too good for me to, not that I go for the "bad" boys or whatever. But he just has high morals and values, but I just enjoy people that have had a little more experience and have learned from past, and sometimes huge, mistakes. He's not very social and doesn't have too many friends, hence the reason he gave me his number. I'm not the most social person and enjoy guys who tend to be more social than I. He's goofy, but just not the right sort of goofy for me. I don't know, I didn't always feel my most comfortable around him and couldn't just fully be myself. He's still a cool guy though and I'm always looking for friends.
Drunk Night
I got drunk Tuesday night, but I didn't think it'd be happening. Brock came over and I invited my friend Dane over and he brought a couple of his friends. Emily came home and her ex came over and we were all drinking. I didn't plan to get drunk, but I had one beer and I could already feel that, and I made myself a vodka and sprite drink. Then Emily and I did a shot of whiskey together and I had another vodka and sprite drink after that. Oh, I'm such a dumbass when I'm drunk. I just kept laughing about everything that night and kept saying the stupidest shit.
Though Dane told me the next night, "I love you when you're drunk, you're just so happy about everything!" Yes...that's me being a dumbass.
Ross came over later that night and he was already drunk from an earlier get together. He came over and just started messing around with me and being an ass, for he knows how I am about being touched by anyone. He was picking me up and spinning me around on his shoulder in the kitchen. Annoying.
Brock ended up staying the night; he was about to leave on his bike but I could hear him coughing and maybe even puking below the little "porch" and I asked, "Uhh, you want to stay here tonight."
"Yeah, that might be a good idea." He answered.
I offered him my bed and said I'd take the loveseat for he's a foot taller than I am and the love seat is horribly small. But he mumbled something about there being my pheramones in my bed, and so he took the loveseat.
Whatever.
Last Saturday I drove Tony, his brother, and their uncle to the airport and said my good-byes to them and they flew off to Boston. So this week I've been hanging out with people I usually don't hang out with and have just been trying to keep myself busy.
Brock
I talked a bit of Brock in an earlier post; he's the guy who went through my lane at Target and gave me his number. I hadn't called him in a few weeks and almost felt that it had been too long to call him back, but I did call him on Sunday and we decided to meet up on Tuesday as I worked that night. Well, Brock called me Sunday night and wanted to hang out and so we met up around midnight.
Brock's 24 and is from a town of 600 people in southern Minnesota. We biked around a little bit and then headed back to my place where we sat on the couch and talked until 3 am. Brock's an interesting guy; he's really into art of all kinds, which is something I really enjoy, and find especially attractive in the opposite sex. That's not to say I was attracted to Brock, I wasn't. He has one thing about him that I find to be a bit annoying, and it's that he has love for everyone, until he's given a reason not to. I don't mean to sound all cynical and whatnot, but it just sounds corny when he talks about it and there's just something about the whole thing that I find annoying. I think he's also a little too good for me to, not that I go for the "bad" boys or whatever. But he just has high morals and values, but I just enjoy people that have had a little more experience and have learned from past, and sometimes huge, mistakes. He's not very social and doesn't have too many friends, hence the reason he gave me his number. I'm not the most social person and enjoy guys who tend to be more social than I. He's goofy, but just not the right sort of goofy for me. I don't know, I didn't always feel my most comfortable around him and couldn't just fully be myself. He's still a cool guy though and I'm always looking for friends.
Drunk Night
I got drunk Tuesday night, but I didn't think it'd be happening. Brock came over and I invited my friend Dane over and he brought a couple of his friends. Emily came home and her ex came over and we were all drinking. I didn't plan to get drunk, but I had one beer and I could already feel that, and I made myself a vodka and sprite drink. Then Emily and I did a shot of whiskey together and I had another vodka and sprite drink after that. Oh, I'm such a dumbass when I'm drunk. I just kept laughing about everything that night and kept saying the stupidest shit.
Though Dane told me the next night, "I love you when you're drunk, you're just so happy about everything!" Yes...that's me being a dumbass.
Ross came over later that night and he was already drunk from an earlier get together. He came over and just started messing around with me and being an ass, for he knows how I am about being touched by anyone. He was picking me up and spinning me around on his shoulder in the kitchen. Annoying.
Brock ended up staying the night; he was about to leave on his bike but I could hear him coughing and maybe even puking below the little "porch" and I asked, "Uhh, you want to stay here tonight."
"Yeah, that might be a good idea." He answered.
I offered him my bed and said I'd take the loveseat for he's a foot taller than I am and the love seat is horribly small. But he mumbled something about there being my pheramones in my bed, and so he took the loveseat.
Whatever.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
White-Haired Iowan
Iowa
Tony and I headed down to Iowa Monday night around 10, after Tony got off of work. I was going down to Iowa to pick up my Taurus which had been down there getting a new transmission and planned to only be down there for a day and so I asked Tony if he would like to accompany me. We headed down that night and didn't get into State Center until around 2:30. After Tony and I lugged our shit in, I made him follow me outside and took him out to one of our open pastures.
Living in the city, it's hard to get a very good and open view of the night sky, and especially hard to be able to just even see stars and whatnot. So I brought him out there to see the stars and milky night sky above us. "Wow," was all Tony could say. : )
The next day Tony and I were going to drive down to Caseys, the main gas station in Iowa...they're everwhere, but then we found that I had locked the keys in my dad's blazer. So, we walked downt to Caseys and got some donuts. Ooh, Casey's donuts make me so happy. We didn't have much to do that day for the blazer was all locked and I had found out that my car wasn't ready yet. As we sat in the kitchen watching tv, I said to Tony, "It feels like when I was 15 and wasn't able to go anywhere."
We headed over to my friend Jacob's house. When he answered the door he screamed and said, "It's you! I can't believe it!"
We hung out with him for awhile and just talked of t his and that. Tony was itching to go somewhere and before I had mentioned something about going to Marshalltown to go grocery shopping, and Tony goes, "Why don't we just take the bus to Marshalltown?"
Jacob and I looked at eachother and just started laughing. "What bus?!"
City boy...it just seemed common sense to him that we'd have some sort of public transportation like that. "Why don't we just call up a taxi?" Jacob and I joked. "Oh wait, there aren't any of those here."
The blazer was fianlly unlocked and we were able to head up to my mother's place for supper. Tony wanted to drive, saying that he enjoyed driving through the countryside. The way up to my mom's is a really pretty drive. It's a bunch of open fields of corn and soybeans and the whole way there there are just gentle rolling hills. "It's beautiful." Tony said at one point.
I was so happy to hear him say this. I love Iowa and think it's beautiful and so it meant a lot to bring Tony with me. I just wanted him to be able to see what I see in Iowa, and this he did.
Tony seemed to really enjoy my mom, and I think she really liked him too. Mom made us a supper of buffalo burgers, squash, biscuits, and fries. After supper she gave Tony a tour of the farm and of the buffalo and various other animals. Tony kept drilling my mom with questions about the buffalo and slaughtering and then about horses. Before I left, Mom asked to get a picture of Tony and I, and then she hugged him before we left. That's something she never did with Jay. I think she really liked Tony.
Next time I go home to Iowa, I think Tony will be coming with me for a couple days. I'm hoping that there will be some sort of party going on where he can interact with other small town people around our age. I just want him to see the kind of small town minds they have and just let him experience the life of a small town youth.
Should be interesting.
Bleached
On Monday I headed over to Ian and Em's place and Em bleached my hair. For awhile now I've just felt the craving to change my hair. I've been getting so bored with it, and finally I did something. I decided to have it all bleached for it's something I always thought about, but never did. And platinum hair is pretty. After Em bleahced my hair, it was a light yellow color and so she put in the toner to make my hair white. Toner is this purplish color and it's supposed to stay in hair for maybe 15 minutes. It took 15 min for it to turn her hair white. She put it in fast and it was on the bottom layers of my hair for like 5 minutes and on the top layers for only a couple before she rinsed it out, and my hair turned purple! A very light purple, but it still looked like a mistake. Em was shocked at how fast my hair had taken the toner and said that she had never seen that before. So we had to do a couple of bleach washings to get the purple out. After that, she put pink streaks into my bangs and after around 5 hours, we were all done.
I love my hair, I just love how it looks. I'm so happy that it's finally different!
Tony and I headed down to Iowa Monday night around 10, after Tony got off of work. I was going down to Iowa to pick up my Taurus which had been down there getting a new transmission and planned to only be down there for a day and so I asked Tony if he would like to accompany me. We headed down that night and didn't get into State Center until around 2:30. After Tony and I lugged our shit in, I made him follow me outside and took him out to one of our open pastures.
Living in the city, it's hard to get a very good and open view of the night sky, and especially hard to be able to just even see stars and whatnot. So I brought him out there to see the stars and milky night sky above us. "Wow," was all Tony could say. : )
The next day Tony and I were going to drive down to Caseys, the main gas station in Iowa...they're everwhere, but then we found that I had locked the keys in my dad's blazer. So, we walked downt to Caseys and got some donuts. Ooh, Casey's donuts make me so happy. We didn't have much to do that day for the blazer was all locked and I had found out that my car wasn't ready yet. As we sat in the kitchen watching tv, I said to Tony, "It feels like when I was 15 and wasn't able to go anywhere."
We headed over to my friend Jacob's house. When he answered the door he screamed and said, "It's you! I can't believe it!"
We hung out with him for awhile and just talked of t his and that. Tony was itching to go somewhere and before I had mentioned something about going to Marshalltown to go grocery shopping, and Tony goes, "Why don't we just take the bus to Marshalltown?"
Jacob and I looked at eachother and just started laughing. "What bus?!"
City boy...it just seemed common sense to him that we'd have some sort of public transportation like that. "Why don't we just call up a taxi?" Jacob and I joked. "Oh wait, there aren't any of those here."
The blazer was fianlly unlocked and we were able to head up to my mother's place for supper. Tony wanted to drive, saying that he enjoyed driving through the countryside. The way up to my mom's is a really pretty drive. It's a bunch of open fields of corn and soybeans and the whole way there there are just gentle rolling hills. "It's beautiful." Tony said at one point.
I was so happy to hear him say this. I love Iowa and think it's beautiful and so it meant a lot to bring Tony with me. I just wanted him to be able to see what I see in Iowa, and this he did.
Tony seemed to really enjoy my mom, and I think she really liked him too. Mom made us a supper of buffalo burgers, squash, biscuits, and fries. After supper she gave Tony a tour of the farm and of the buffalo and various other animals. Tony kept drilling my mom with questions about the buffalo and slaughtering and then about horses. Before I left, Mom asked to get a picture of Tony and I, and then she hugged him before we left. That's something she never did with Jay. I think she really liked Tony.
Next time I go home to Iowa, I think Tony will be coming with me for a couple days. I'm hoping that there will be some sort of party going on where he can interact with other small town people around our age. I just want him to see the kind of small town minds they have and just let him experience the life of a small town youth.
Should be interesting.
Bleached
On Monday I headed over to Ian and Em's place and Em bleached my hair. For awhile now I've just felt the craving to change my hair. I've been getting so bored with it, and finally I did something. I decided to have it all bleached for it's something I always thought about, but never did. And platinum hair is pretty. After Em bleahced my hair, it was a light yellow color and so she put in the toner to make my hair white. Toner is this purplish color and it's supposed to stay in hair for maybe 15 minutes. It took 15 min for it to turn her hair white. She put it in fast and it was on the bottom layers of my hair for like 5 minutes and on the top layers for only a couple before she rinsed it out, and my hair turned purple! A very light purple, but it still looked like a mistake. Em was shocked at how fast my hair had taken the toner and said that she had never seen that before. So we had to do a couple of bleach washings to get the purple out. After that, she put pink streaks into my bangs and after around 5 hours, we were all done.
I love my hair, I just love how it looks. I'm so happy that it's finally different!
Sunday, July 10, 2005
"Intruiging" Propositions
I have a profile on the hi5 site. I didn't join it for any real reason; I got an invite in an e-mail once and thought, "What the hell." So I joined and put up a profile and whatnot and I keep getting e-mails from guys who say shit like, "You look like fun" or "You're hot." But...in the past few days, I've gotten a couple of very interesting propostions.
I'll post the e-mails:
The first is from a 33-year-old guy named Chris:
"Hey there, I would love to talk more and get to know each other, maybe hang out too if you would like that. I would also like to talk to you about the possibility of doing some nature modeling. I liked the picture you have on here and you have alot of natural beauty to you. What i mean by nature modeling is wearing things like a sundress, shorts and tank top, etc.. and using streams, waterfalls, etc.. as the setting for the shoot. I do alot of nature stuff already, but I am looking to include people in it too. I think you would be wonderful for it. But either way I would like to get to know you more. Have a great night and sweet dreams. Sincerely, Your new friend, Chris "
Nature modeling eh? Now, who out there can see me basking in the sunshine in front of a waterfall in a sundress? Yeah...
And then I got this one today from a guy who's on there as "Nas":
"how you doing? I know u don't want to meet any guy right now, but I would like to ask something because u had pervious relationship with a man. I and my girl don't know anything about relationship. I feel like we are not good in lot of things such as, taking care of each other, having sexy even though I think I'm so good in sex coz my two ex-girlfriends told me that, and other things. So, I would like to ask if you want to share our relationship with us and be part of our life, and we can do whatever you want as a one family sharing everything together...................... do u have a messenger or even phone # that's we can talk faster.......................halla back "
...
Well Nas, I enjoy how you read that I don't want to get involved in a relationship right now, but yet you still figured out that I'd "love" to be in a three-way relationship. I mean, it does sound "very" tempting and I'll be giving it a lot of "thought."
Ok, it's bad enough he asks me to be a part of the relationship, but then to say we'd be "one family?" That's creepy. I mean, I want to go into psychology and give people advice on relationships and whatnot...I just don't want to have sex with them.
I'll post the e-mails:
The first is from a 33-year-old guy named Chris:
"Hey there, I would love to talk more and get to know each other, maybe hang out too if you would like that. I would also like to talk to you about the possibility of doing some nature modeling. I liked the picture you have on here and you have alot of natural beauty to you. What i mean by nature modeling is wearing things like a sundress, shorts and tank top, etc.. and using streams, waterfalls, etc.. as the setting for the shoot. I do alot of nature stuff already, but I am looking to include people in it too. I think you would be wonderful for it. But either way I would like to get to know you more. Have a great night and sweet dreams. Sincerely, Your new friend, Chris "
Nature modeling eh? Now, who out there can see me basking in the sunshine in front of a waterfall in a sundress? Yeah...
And then I got this one today from a guy who's on there as "Nas":
"how you doing? I know u don't want to meet any guy right now, but I would like to ask something because u had pervious relationship with a man. I and my girl don't know anything about relationship. I feel like we are not good in lot of things such as, taking care of each other, having sexy even though I think I'm so good in sex coz my two ex-girlfriends told me that, and other things. So, I would like to ask if you want to share our relationship with us and be part of our life, and we can do whatever you want as a one family sharing everything together...................... do u have a messenger or even phone # that's we can talk faster.......................halla back "
...
Well Nas, I enjoy how you read that I don't want to get involved in a relationship right now, but yet you still figured out that I'd "love" to be in a three-way relationship. I mean, it does sound "very" tempting and I'll be giving it a lot of "thought."
Ok, it's bad enough he asks me to be a part of the relationship, but then to say we'd be "one family?" That's creepy. I mean, I want to go into psychology and give people advice on relationships and whatnot...I just don't want to have sex with them.
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Oldest Vet In Minneapolis
Emily and I took Leeloo to the vet today. Emily had warned me of how the lady was old and slow and might nag me at times for little things but I wasn't too sure quite what to expect. When we first got there, I couldn't get the door open - I had turned the knob the wrong way... - and there was this button for a buzzer on the door and I thought that maybe I needed to push that so that I could be let in. So then I pushed it and then Emily told to try turning the knob the other way. As I enter, I hear the lady yelling, "Just open the door! Jeez, I can't take it anymore!"
That first meeting was a bit intimidating but she turned out to be quite nice, and you could tell that she just loved what she did. She got her degree in 1961 and she was talking about how when she was younger, all she wanted was to start her career and she remarked on how guys were like, "A career? How about you have my kids." But she didn't concern herself with men and never married nor had kids, and she just set right off in her career. Lovely.
Leeloo is not good around people she doesn't know. When I'm at home sitting on the couch or lounging around elsewhere, she'll come up to me purring and she'll lay with me. When others are around, she'll hiss at and attack anyone, including me. Leeloo was no different with the Vet and she was a bit upset with this. "Someone was rough with this kitten growing up." She talked of how you can't play too rough with kittens or else they'll turn out like this. I don't believe that Leeloo would have been too different if she hadn't been played with roughly. When she was young and I would just pet her, she'd try to bite me. It's just her temperment, and I rarely played with her that rough.
Leeloo had to get her shots and since she wouldn't cooperate by just being held, she had to be put into the "Squeeze Cage." It was this white cage and there was a wall in it that moved that would pin her against the side so that she couldn't move. Heehee, it was funny, but also kind of saddening to see her squirm and yowl as she was stuck with the needle.
Now I just need to get her spayed. The vet explained the process to me: "You'll bring her in in your cat carrier and leave her with me. I think my dad and I invented this, but we never patented it, but I'll put her in this aquarium which I'll let gas into so that she'll fall asleep."
$90 spay. Good eh?
That first meeting was a bit intimidating but she turned out to be quite nice, and you could tell that she just loved what she did. She got her degree in 1961 and she was talking about how when she was younger, all she wanted was to start her career and she remarked on how guys were like, "A career? How about you have my kids." But she didn't concern herself with men and never married nor had kids, and she just set right off in her career. Lovely.
Leeloo is not good around people she doesn't know. When I'm at home sitting on the couch or lounging around elsewhere, she'll come up to me purring and she'll lay with me. When others are around, she'll hiss at and attack anyone, including me. Leeloo was no different with the Vet and she was a bit upset with this. "Someone was rough with this kitten growing up." She talked of how you can't play too rough with kittens or else they'll turn out like this. I don't believe that Leeloo would have been too different if she hadn't been played with roughly. When she was young and I would just pet her, she'd try to bite me. It's just her temperment, and I rarely played with her that rough.
Leeloo had to get her shots and since she wouldn't cooperate by just being held, she had to be put into the "Squeeze Cage." It was this white cage and there was a wall in it that moved that would pin her against the side so that she couldn't move. Heehee, it was funny, but also kind of saddening to see her squirm and yowl as she was stuck with the needle.
Now I just need to get her spayed. The vet explained the process to me: "You'll bring her in in your cat carrier and leave her with me. I think my dad and I invented this, but we never patented it, but I'll put her in this aquarium which I'll let gas into so that she'll fall asleep."
$90 spay. Good eh?
Friday, July 08, 2005
"This Shirt Only For Black People?"
I had a pretty funny occurance today. I was working at Target and I had this old couple come through my lane. They didn't seem to be all there in their old age, a bit senile if you will. (I'm not trying to be funny either.) The woman threw this black shirt onto the conveyer belt and said, "Ok, I have a question. Is this shirt only for black people?"
The shirt was black and said "AC/DC Back In Black." I looked at her for a second and wondered if it was just some poor joke she had made but she just looked back at me seriously.
"Oh no." I said. "It's an older band."
"A band? I don't know them. I'll take it." She said.
I told Tony this story earlier and made a joke about there being clothing for just black people, and clothing for just white people.
"For Us By Us." Tony said. "Fubu."
Ok, I guess I'm black apparrel retarded.
Boys
I need some more friends, rather than just always being with Tony. There's a boy named Aaron who I know from okcupid.com. We've only talked on the site and had met once by chance at Target. He came through my lane last night and bought a bike and I talked to him for a wee bit and gave him my number. I'm hoping he actually does call me, I've been a bit annoying to him with telling him we should hang out but then never actually making official dates to hang out. We seem to have the same sense of humor and he did splendidly in joking around with me last night.
There's also a boy named Dane who I might be hanging out with tonight. He's a 17-year-old cashier who works at Target and we exchanged numbers a little while ago. He seems like a cool guy and we have similar tastes in music and such. I just hope he doesn't try hitting on me though, for when I had made some comment about me being single one time he made sure to say that he too was also single.
So if I hang out with him tonight, I'm sneaking vodka by his parents.
Oh..please don't make a move on me.
Bored
I'm SO bored with my hair. Em - Ian's wife - said she'd bleach my hair for me. I've wanted it bleached for a long time but have just never done it. I feel a need for a change and hey, it's only hair and I'm young and why not try out something different? I'm thinking that I also want to have little streaks of pink put into the top layer and possibly some black streaks under the pink.
I need something different.
Annoying
I got honked at today by a guy while I was jogging. I flipped him off. It's starting to get annoying. Just because I'm a girl with the right curves does not mean that you can treat me like a sex object. Blah, I get guys hanging out the window looking at me.
The shirt was black and said "AC/DC Back In Black." I looked at her for a second and wondered if it was just some poor joke she had made but she just looked back at me seriously.
"Oh no." I said. "It's an older band."
"A band? I don't know them. I'll take it." She said.
I told Tony this story earlier and made a joke about there being clothing for just black people, and clothing for just white people.
"For Us By Us." Tony said. "Fubu."
Ok, I guess I'm black apparrel retarded.
Boys
I need some more friends, rather than just always being with Tony. There's a boy named Aaron who I know from okcupid.com. We've only talked on the site and had met once by chance at Target. He came through my lane last night and bought a bike and I talked to him for a wee bit and gave him my number. I'm hoping he actually does call me, I've been a bit annoying to him with telling him we should hang out but then never actually making official dates to hang out. We seem to have the same sense of humor and he did splendidly in joking around with me last night.
There's also a boy named Dane who I might be hanging out with tonight. He's a 17-year-old cashier who works at Target and we exchanged numbers a little while ago. He seems like a cool guy and we have similar tastes in music and such. I just hope he doesn't try hitting on me though, for when I had made some comment about me being single one time he made sure to say that he too was also single.
So if I hang out with him tonight, I'm sneaking vodka by his parents.
Oh..please don't make a move on me.
Bored
I'm SO bored with my hair. Em - Ian's wife - said she'd bleach my hair for me. I've wanted it bleached for a long time but have just never done it. I feel a need for a change and hey, it's only hair and I'm young and why not try out something different? I'm thinking that I also want to have little streaks of pink put into the top layer and possibly some black streaks under the pink.
I need something different.
Annoying
I got honked at today by a guy while I was jogging. I flipped him off. It's starting to get annoying. Just because I'm a girl with the right curves does not mean that you can treat me like a sex object. Blah, I get guys hanging out the window looking at me.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Leeloo
Leeloo is going to the vet this Saturday to get her shots and just a little check-up. I have a fear that she may be pregnant, for when she was at home while I went to Seattle, she figured out how to open the sliding screen doors and got out a couple of times. And, she was also in heat at the time. Lovely eh?
I'm wondering how the visit with the vet will go. Emily goes to her and I guess this woman is the first woman to graduate from the Vet's program at the University here. So she's older and takes a long time...but she's cheap. (That always sounds so "prostitutish" when I say it.) The check-up is only costing $25 and the spay should only be around $90. Nice eh? Heh, the first time I called to schedule an appointment, she got my name and number and said she'd call me back because she was with someone at the moment. She never called back. So then I called a couple days later and the first time I called, she said she was upstairs and wanted me to call her back in 10-15 minutes when she'd be downstairs. Where's her receptionist?
Zim
I went over to my friend Ryan's place last night. He's a cashier at Target and I've hung out with him only a couple times in the past. We watched his dvd on Invador Zim last night, which was entertaining. I loved that show when it was on Nickelodeon.
Ryan used to have a crush on me, but I don't know if he does anymore. While on the couch, he seemed to want to get closer and/or put his arm around me; I was hugging the corner of the couch. I made myself a drink while I was there, a psuedo vodka and tonic - I used off brand sprite. I added a little more vodka than usual and was a little buzzed when I biked home at 1:3o in the morning. It was fun though.
Leeloo is going to the vet this Saturday to get her shots and just a little check-up. I have a fear that she may be pregnant, for when she was at home while I went to Seattle, she figured out how to open the sliding screen doors and got out a couple of times. And, she was also in heat at the time. Lovely eh?
I'm wondering how the visit with the vet will go. Emily goes to her and I guess this woman is the first woman to graduate from the Vet's program at the University here. So she's older and takes a long time...but she's cheap. (That always sounds so "prostitutish" when I say it.) The check-up is only costing $25 and the spay should only be around $90. Nice eh? Heh, the first time I called to schedule an appointment, she got my name and number and said she'd call me back because she was with someone at the moment. She never called back. So then I called a couple days later and the first time I called, she said she was upstairs and wanted me to call her back in 10-15 minutes when she'd be downstairs. Where's her receptionist?
Zim
I went over to my friend Ryan's place last night. He's a cashier at Target and I've hung out with him only a couple times in the past. We watched his dvd on Invador Zim last night, which was entertaining. I loved that show when it was on Nickelodeon.
Ryan used to have a crush on me, but I don't know if he does anymore. While on the couch, he seemed to want to get closer and/or put his arm around me; I was hugging the corner of the couch. I made myself a drink while I was there, a psuedo vodka and tonic - I used off brand sprite. I added a little more vodka than usual and was a little buzzed when I biked home at 1:3o in the morning. It was fun though.
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