The other day I did a post about a bump on my lip.
Well on Monday I went to the doctor. He knew exactly what it was.
It was a cyst. Can you believe that. A cyst on the inside of my lip.
Well he made a small cut and squeezed out all the puss. (Sorry for the gore)
Then one stitch was put in to close the hole.
But an hour later I was eating with some class mates and one minute the stitch was there and the next it was gone. (So gross and not cool)
O well I guess I wont have to figure out how to get them out in a week.
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Showing posts with label Me. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
The new man in my life.
You probably thought I was talking about an actual person (I wish). No I'm talking about the next best thing. A new puppy.
He is a Dorky and has been named Pumba. I got him for free from a friend.
When I got him however, he was covered in fleas (so gross). You would barely touched his head and 20 just scattered (yuck).
So after a few baths, most of them were gone and today I bought some flea stuff for him.
He is so tiny and so cute.
The first night I had him he didn't do so well with being stuck in the bathroom and since it was his first night alone. (lots of whining) But last night he did way better. It probably helped that I played with him for a while before bed so that he would sleep.
Were working on become house broke. So far going well (knock on wood). I hope he's a fast leaner.
Wish me luck.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Am I not turtle enough for the turtle club?
Not only is that a great movie (The Master of Disguise) but it also goes along with today's blog.
Last night Ashley's mom rescued a small turtle from the highway while at work. She decided that Ashley and my self's home would be good for it.
She brought it to the house around midnight once she got back into town from work. He arrived in a box and she had bought it some lettuce to munch on.
He now is living in our bathtub until we are able to get him a better home.
We haven't named him and were not even sure that he is a he.
This is my first time owning a turtle, even though Mikey and Shane have two and my sister, Ashley's, boyfriend, Andrew, has a tortoise.
Any ideas for a good name?
Last night Ashley's mom rescued a small turtle from the highway while at work. She decided that Ashley and my self's home would be good for it.
She brought it to the house around midnight once she got back into town from work. He arrived in a box and she had bought it some lettuce to munch on.
He now is living in our bathtub until we are able to get him a better home.
We haven't named him and were not even sure that he is a he.
This is my first time owning a turtle, even though Mikey and Shane have two and my sister, Ashley's, boyfriend, Andrew, has a tortoise.
Any ideas for a good name?
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Last night was a pain in my side.
I worked, of course, last night at the bar. It was slow and my favorite regulars didn't come in.
Anyway I got home, not long before Ashley left for work.
I was comfy on the couch in a pretty decent mood (minus the anger towards Daniel) writing to my pen pals.
Then I received a call from Ashley asking me for a favor. Of course I hate when she asks me that, because I'm probably not going to want to do it but end up doing it because there's no one else to do it. She had left her bank card on the table and she doesn't carry cash. Not to mention she buys food during her shift at work so she needed it.
I agreed, sadly and angrily to do it. Knowing that it was going to take time out of my night when I was the most productive.
As I started my trip to where she works I was still arguing with Daniel, over something that didn't need to be argued and I apologized this morning for it. So not only was I sad and upset about that but I was also angry because I had to do Ashley her favor.
You know with all the favors Ive done her, she is going to have to do something really big to make up for all of it.
Anyway. Not only was I on a country highway but I also had to keep my eyes open for deer that might be in the ditches plotting to make an attack on my car.
Then when I was a little less than half way there it started to rain. Not to bad at first but then it started to down pour and I could only see a few feet in front of me slowing me dramatically in my quest to make it there safely.
I finally made it. But the rain hadn't let up and I wanted to get home and be comfy again. So at my slower that a grandma driving pace, I made my way back to my comfy couch.
And during my long drive I had time to calm down and allow myself to be in a better mood when I arrived home.
Anyway I got home, not long before Ashley left for work.
I was comfy on the couch in a pretty decent mood (minus the anger towards Daniel) writing to my pen pals.
Then I received a call from Ashley asking me for a favor. Of course I hate when she asks me that, because I'm probably not going to want to do it but end up doing it because there's no one else to do it. She had left her bank card on the table and she doesn't carry cash. Not to mention she buys food during her shift at work so she needed it.
I agreed, sadly and angrily to do it. Knowing that it was going to take time out of my night when I was the most productive.
As I started my trip to where she works I was still arguing with Daniel, over something that didn't need to be argued and I apologized this morning for it. So not only was I sad and upset about that but I was also angry because I had to do Ashley her favor.
You know with all the favors Ive done her, she is going to have to do something really big to make up for all of it.
Anyway. Not only was I on a country highway but I also had to keep my eyes open for deer that might be in the ditches plotting to make an attack on my car.
Then when I was a little less than half way there it started to rain. Not to bad at first but then it started to down pour and I could only see a few feet in front of me slowing me dramatically in my quest to make it there safely.
I finally made it. But the rain hadn't let up and I wanted to get home and be comfy again. So at my slower that a grandma driving pace, I made my way back to my comfy couch.
And during my long drive I had time to calm down and allow myself to be in a better mood when I arrived home.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Thats not my real name.
Trough out the years I have picked up a few nicknames along the way.
1.) Lin / Linz. We used these because there were more than one Lindsey in my class and after awhile I got tired of trying to figure out which one they were talking to.
2.) Debbie Downer. Since I was more of the responsible one in my group of friends and I wasn't as happy as them they gave me this nickname to describe me.
3.) Ms. Bartender Lady. My sister, her boyfriend and his friend came to the bar a few nights after I had started working there. Of course they had already had a little to drink before they got there. I don't know how this popped into my sisters head but to get my attention she would call me that and it has stuck even for when I'm not working at the bar.
4.) Dolley. One of my regulars couldn't remember my name after working there a couple of days. He decided to guess and he guessed wrong. Instead of calling my Lindsey he called me Dolley and now as kind of a joke the boys at the bar call me that to get my attention.
And finally one of the last ones.
5.) Pooh Pooh. No it doesn't have anything to do with what comes out of you when you go to the bathroom. I love Winnie the Pooh. I watched him all the time when I was a kid and collected stuffed animals of him and the gang. (I kind of still do here and there) But at some point in time my mother decided to start calling me that. And I still get called it to this day. But it reminds me of my childhood so I don't mind as much.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Catching Up With Myself
Lets see. Its been so long and I feel so far behind on my blog.
As my followers you already know that I didn't like my Critical Reasoning teacher Mr.Dick. Well I have finally dropped his class! I want to thank those of you had wished me luck on my retake of his midterm test. Well he had changed the test so it was harder and I did even worse than the first time. Then the next class when I learned that I did horrible on the retake, Mr.Dick wanted to talk to me after class along with several other students. Most of the students had their turn to talk to Mr.Dick but I waited til the very last second and I didn't talk to him because another class needed to start.
So grabbed my stuff and hurried down the hall. I didn't want to wait around any longer for him to tell me what he was telling the other students and something I already knew. That I hadn't been doing very well in his class and that I should consider my options. Options being code for drop his class. So instead of struggling in the class and more than likely getting an F on my transcript I dropped. I don't really think my parents are to happy about it. And I'm not very happy about the decision myself. I hate quiting things. But I tell my dad I would pay him back for the class because it was only fair.
So instead of going to class on Tuesday and Thursday Ive trying to be productive and catch up on some much needed scrapbooking. Its been hard though trying to find my pictures. Trying to get organized and figure out how to put everything together.
I'm also going to try and start on my quilts. I bought some patterns a couple of years ago and I have been saving up some material for those quilts. But they have just been sitting in closets. Man I'm turning into my mother when it comes to getting stuff done.
Not to mention I need to sign up for classes before their all filled and I don't have many choices. I'm thinking about a creative writing class. I love to write short stories and I think that class would really help me with my writing skills. Then there's a photography class but the college isn't having it this quarter, otherwise I would take it to help me take better pictures. Other than those two fun classes the other classes I'm going to sign up for are just general classes. And I haven't figured out what I'm going to do with my life but I'm leaning toward college professor.
This weekend seems to be filling up for me. Tonight I'm working at the bar. No tacos tonight though. Kind of sad about that. Then tomorrow night my roommates mom, Mama Jean, is having a late house warming party. Yay. Food and beer you cant go wrong. Then Sunday its over to my parents house for our monthly family dinner. I'm so excited since I missed the last one. I love having a home cooked meal made by my mom. Yum!
Hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend!
As my followers you already know that I didn't like my Critical Reasoning teacher Mr.Dick. Well I have finally dropped his class! I want to thank those of you had wished me luck on my retake of his midterm test. Well he had changed the test so it was harder and I did even worse than the first time. Then the next class when I learned that I did horrible on the retake, Mr.Dick wanted to talk to me after class along with several other students. Most of the students had their turn to talk to Mr.Dick but I waited til the very last second and I didn't talk to him because another class needed to start.
So grabbed my stuff and hurried down the hall. I didn't want to wait around any longer for him to tell me what he was telling the other students and something I already knew. That I hadn't been doing very well in his class and that I should consider my options. Options being code for drop his class. So instead of struggling in the class and more than likely getting an F on my transcript I dropped. I don't really think my parents are to happy about it. And I'm not very happy about the decision myself. I hate quiting things. But I tell my dad I would pay him back for the class because it was only fair.
So instead of going to class on Tuesday and Thursday Ive trying to be productive and catch up on some much needed scrapbooking. Its been hard though trying to find my pictures. Trying to get organized and figure out how to put everything together.
I'm also going to try and start on my quilts. I bought some patterns a couple of years ago and I have been saving up some material for those quilts. But they have just been sitting in closets. Man I'm turning into my mother when it comes to getting stuff done.
Not to mention I need to sign up for classes before their all filled and I don't have many choices. I'm thinking about a creative writing class. I love to write short stories and I think that class would really help me with my writing skills. Then there's a photography class but the college isn't having it this quarter, otherwise I would take it to help me take better pictures. Other than those two fun classes the other classes I'm going to sign up for are just general classes. And I haven't figured out what I'm going to do with my life but I'm leaning toward college professor.
This weekend seems to be filling up for me. Tonight I'm working at the bar. No tacos tonight though. Kind of sad about that. Then tomorrow night my roommates mom, Mama Jean, is having a late house warming party. Yay. Food and beer you cant go wrong. Then Sunday its over to my parents house for our monthly family dinner. I'm so excited since I missed the last one. I love having a home cooked meal made by my mom. Yum!
Hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Big Sis
Because I love my biggest sister, Ashley (the one on the right), and I want to support her in whatever she does. I wanted to share her blog with you.
She just started it and I wanted you guys to have to opportunity to check it out.
The link to her blog is: http://meanderingmemoir.blogspot.com
Love you Ashy!
He should win teacher of the year.
The title of this blog is farther from the truth.
Went into class and turned in my paper that was due. Nothing seemed unusual or different about today.
As I waited for Mr. Dick (not actually his name but I think it fits him, real name: Mr. Dickey) to start the class I did my daily puzzles out of the newspaper.
Then the rest of the class slowly started to walk in alot of them late. And most not having their assignment completely done.
When he felt there were enough students in the room he started the lecture.
This was no ordinary lecture this was him telling us his disappointment of our grades and how he feels were not doing.
When he was half way through the lecture I wanted to stand up and scream your not my parent, your not paying for the class, so please don't lecture me on whether you think I working hard enough in your class or not.
But I didn't. I kept my mouth shut and only spoke when asked a question, which was only once.
He said that non of us were getting the material and he pretty much told us we should just drop out of his class. Well I have been contemplating doing that but I don't like to quite things and my parents would still have to pay for the class if I dropped.
The nice thing he did say was that he would let us take the test again but he also said that even if we got an A- on the first test he would be mad if we didn't take the test again. But he also said the test would be harder. Seriously?
Sadly I did not get an A- or even a C. I got a 52 on my test and am sitting at a D in the class. Not good.
This has probably gotten me to think that I should maybe work a little harder to get a better grade. And it wasn't his lecture that convinced me.
Went into class and turned in my paper that was due. Nothing seemed unusual or different about today.
As I waited for Mr. Dick (not actually his name but I think it fits him, real name: Mr. Dickey) to start the class I did my daily puzzles out of the newspaper.
Then the rest of the class slowly started to walk in alot of them late. And most not having their assignment completely done.
When he felt there were enough students in the room he started the lecture.
This was no ordinary lecture this was him telling us his disappointment of our grades and how he feels were not doing.
When he was half way through the lecture I wanted to stand up and scream your not my parent, your not paying for the class, so please don't lecture me on whether you think I working hard enough in your class or not.
But I didn't. I kept my mouth shut and only spoke when asked a question, which was only once.
He said that non of us were getting the material and he pretty much told us we should just drop out of his class. Well I have been contemplating doing that but I don't like to quite things and my parents would still have to pay for the class if I dropped.
The nice thing he did say was that he would let us take the test again but he also said that even if we got an A- on the first test he would be mad if we didn't take the test again. But he also said the test would be harder. Seriously?
Sadly I did not get an A- or even a C. I got a 52 on my test and am sitting at a D in the class. Not good.
This has probably gotten me to think that I should maybe work a little harder to get a better grade. And it wasn't his lecture that convinced me.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Shhhh Its A Secret
Last night I wanted to post something interesting and something to let my readers know a little more about me. So I decided I would make a short list about something that most people don't know about me.
1) I have 3 birth marks.
*One on my left shoulder, one above my right knee, and one on my inner thigh.
2)I like to scrapbook.
3)I write short stories that have no endings.
*They don't have endings because I start to write them then I stop to do something else and when I come back to the story I cant get back into it.
4)I know how to sew.
*Even though I cant sew very well I'm slowly learning. I've made one quilt and I have patterns for two more.
5)I have slight OCD.
*Then again personally I think everyone has a little OCD in them.
There's a short list for now. I'll probably keep doing these small list from time to time.
If there's anything any one wants to know you can always ask.
1) I have 3 birth marks.
*One on my left shoulder, one above my right knee, and one on my inner thigh.
2)I like to scrapbook.
3)I write short stories that have no endings.
*They don't have endings because I start to write them then I stop to do something else and when I come back to the story I cant get back into it.
4)I know how to sew.
*Even though I cant sew very well I'm slowly learning. I've made one quilt and I have patterns for two more.
5)I have slight OCD.
*Then again personally I think everyone has a little OCD in them.
There's a short list for now. I'll probably keep doing these small list from time to time.
If there's anything any one wants to know you can always ask.
Pop Quiz.
No its not a pop quiz but it is kind of a fun test my big sister, Ashley, showed me.
Its a color test. You pick the colors that appeal most to you and then the test results are suppose to tell you what your most likely suited for.
Now like with all computer tests the results aren't accurate but it got me pegged pretty good.
I took the test and my results were: I'm a Social Manager such as Radio/ TV Producer, Loan Officer, Teacher, High School Counselor, Social Worker, Minister, or Department Store Manager.
I just thought this was fun and wanted to share with everyone. Have Fun!
http://www.careerpath.com/careerpath/career-tests/color-test/default.aspx?cbRecursionCnt=1&cbsid=888c03f7833324b5db606c15785feaf7d-325156930-VO-4
Its a color test. You pick the colors that appeal most to you and then the test results are suppose to tell you what your most likely suited for.
Now like with all computer tests the results aren't accurate but it got me pegged pretty good.
I took the test and my results were: I'm a Social Manager such as Radio/ TV Producer, Loan Officer, Teacher, High School Counselor, Social Worker, Minister, or Department Store Manager.
I just thought this was fun and wanted to share with everyone. Have Fun!
http://www.careerpath.com/careerpath/career-tests/color-test/default.aspx?cbRecursionCnt=1&cbsid=888c03f7833324b5db606c15785feaf7d-325156930-VO-4
Monday, July 12, 2010
Venture off course
Sadly my weekend did not go as planned in pretty much any way.
I can not do a movie review on the movie Grown Ups because I was unable to see it. Daniel had gotten sick so no date night.
Saturday rolled around and went to Des Monies. The wedding reception was ok and kind of boring. There was free beer but we only drank one. Then we went back to Ashley's dads house. Boo! I think I can say the only good thing about that night was when we got home I got to watch the first episode of True Blood of the new season because her dad has cable and records the show. But PLEASE don't tell me what happens in the rest of the episodes of True Blood because I don't want it to be spoiled for me.
Sunday came and we were pretty lazy. Ashley and I went shopping. But the mall we went to really sucked. There weren't any really good store and I only bought one thing. I should be happy I know because I didn't spend that much money but I like to shop and buy new things. Then we went back to Ashley's dads house and she took a nap. And we didn't start heading home until like 10. O what a late night that was.
Well I know nothing every really goes according to plan but I just wanted to have a little fun this weekend. O well there's always next weekend.
I can not do a movie review on the movie Grown Ups because I was unable to see it. Daniel had gotten sick so no date night.
Saturday rolled around and went to Des Monies. The wedding reception was ok and kind of boring. There was free beer but we only drank one. Then we went back to Ashley's dads house. Boo! I think I can say the only good thing about that night was when we got home I got to watch the first episode of True Blood of the new season because her dad has cable and records the show. But PLEASE don't tell me what happens in the rest of the episodes of True Blood because I don't want it to be spoiled for me.
Sunday came and we were pretty lazy. Ashley and I went shopping. But the mall we went to really sucked. There weren't any really good store and I only bought one thing. I should be happy I know because I didn't spend that much money but I like to shop and buy new things. Then we went back to Ashley's dads house and she took a nap. And we didn't start heading home until like 10. O what a late night that was.
Well I know nothing every really goes according to plan but I just wanted to have a little fun this weekend. O well there's always next weekend.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
The upcoming weekend
Ok I wont be able to get on the internet until Tuesday. So I am going to blog about my upcoming plans for this weekend ahead of time. Then on Tuesday Ill probably tell you all what happened.
So tonight I have a date with the guy I've been seeing, Daniel. Were going to go see the movie Grown Ups and maybe get something to eat.
Then on Friday its Taco Night at the bar and I'm super excited to be working a busy night. Bigger Tips!
Saturday is going to be the complicated day. My roommate, Ashley, is going to pick me up when she gets off work which will be around 7:30am. Which means I'm going to have to pack the night before. Then we will be heading to Des Moines to her cousins wedding reception. Where we will be drinking our faces off.
Sunday if we get up early enough we might be going to Adventureland but I'm not so sure now since she couldn't get any of her other family to come with. So we might do that or we might come home and I will go to my family's monthly dinner get together/ sisters b-day party. But I guess I wont know what we'll do until that day arrives.
Side notes dealing with this weekend.
I am super upset I'm going to be missing my home towns 50Th Rodeo. Its Friday and Saturday. Missing the cowboys and tight pants. Just thinking about it is making me drool.
Also Friday is my sister, Mikey's, birthday. And she has to work on her b-day how depressing. And I might miss celebrating with her. But I did get her a wicked awesome present that I know she'll love!
I hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend!
Lots of love
Me
So tonight I have a date with the guy I've been seeing, Daniel. Were going to go see the movie Grown Ups and maybe get something to eat.
Then on Friday its Taco Night at the bar and I'm super excited to be working a busy night. Bigger Tips!
Saturday is going to be the complicated day. My roommate, Ashley, is going to pick me up when she gets off work which will be around 7:30am. Which means I'm going to have to pack the night before. Then we will be heading to Des Moines to her cousins wedding reception. Where we will be drinking our faces off.
Sunday if we get up early enough we might be going to Adventureland but I'm not so sure now since she couldn't get any of her other family to come with. So we might do that or we might come home and I will go to my family's monthly dinner get together/ sisters b-day party. But I guess I wont know what we'll do until that day arrives.
Side notes dealing with this weekend.
I am super upset I'm going to be missing my home towns 50Th Rodeo. Its Friday and Saturday. Missing the cowboys and tight pants. Just thinking about it is making me drool.
Also Friday is my sister, Mikey's, birthday. And she has to work on her b-day how depressing. And I might miss celebrating with her. But I did get her a wicked awesome present that I know she'll love!
I hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend!
Lots of love
Me
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Just what I wanted to do when I woke up.
So I got up this morning, nothing new there. Then I let Lil Man out and I went to the bathroom.
I come back to let him in and I look out side and he's gone.
I go outside. I yell his name. Nothing. He's no where in site.
I grab my car keys and go look for him. Nothing.
I go home I yell his name some more. Still nothing.
I grab my phone and call my roommates mom, maybe he went to her house. He's done it before.
Nope nothing there either. She tells me to look under the camper in the back yard because he's hidden under there before.
I pull into the drive way and there he is. Standing in the alley acting like he's done nothing wrong.
What a life I lead.
I come back to let him in and I look out side and he's gone.
I go outside. I yell his name. Nothing. He's no where in site.
I grab my car keys and go look for him. Nothing.
I go home I yell his name some more. Still nothing.
I grab my phone and call my roommates mom, maybe he went to her house. He's done it before.
Nope nothing there either. She tells me to look under the camper in the back yard because he's hidden under there before.
I pull into the drive way and there he is. Standing in the alley acting like he's done nothing wrong.
What a life I lead.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Dancing Behind the Bar
New Experience #6
For those of you keeping track this is my sixth new experience lately.
On Friday as some of you may know we held a street dance in the town where I live. And of course my boss needed the help considering how busy it was.
At first it was slow but as the night went on and the band began to play people were practically on top of each other in the bar.
People were always thirsty and were always asking for drinks.
I was so super grateful I had Sue there to help me, without her I would of probably died or at the very least broke down and started crying from all the people wanting something.
The night just actually flew by. And I was actually happy when the night got over. Is that crazy?
Anyway I made pretty good tips. More than usual which was super great.
P.S. I want to thank my newest reader for starting to follow my blog.
For those of you keeping track this is my sixth new experience lately.
On Friday as some of you may know we held a street dance in the town where I live. And of course my boss needed the help considering how busy it was.
At first it was slow but as the night went on and the band began to play people were practically on top of each other in the bar.
People were always thirsty and were always asking for drinks.
I was so super grateful I had Sue there to help me, without her I would of probably died or at the very least broke down and started crying from all the people wanting something.
The night just actually flew by. And I was actually happy when the night got over. Is that crazy?
Anyway I made pretty good tips. More than usual which was super great.
P.S. I want to thank my newest reader for starting to follow my blog.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Throughout the Week.
This week has gone by slow and boring. On Monday I was a pretty lazy person right up until I had to go to work and even that was pretty uneventful.
Tuesday I had class with Mr. Dick. Boring and long. But at least he let us out early.
Yesterday was more unpacking. I started to read the Twilight books only because in a way my roommate is forcing me. I guess its a good thing I'm reading these books they add culture to my life right? So I got half that book read and I'm hoping to finish the other half tonight.
Today another class with Mr. Dick and we watched the movie A Time To Burn. It would of been alright except we have to analyze the movie and write a one page paper about the critical thinking of it. How generous of him.
I think what has been the highlight of my week has been talking to Daniel. We've talked a little everyday. Sometimes he texts me first and he invited me to a party at his brothers house. Now its nothing to get super excited about since I know his brothers and their girlfriends/wives. I think I know way to much about his family. I only know so much because we've been friends for a really long time. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Tuesday I had class with Mr. Dick. Boring and long. But at least he let us out early.
Yesterday was more unpacking. I started to read the Twilight books only because in a way my roommate is forcing me. I guess its a good thing I'm reading these books they add culture to my life right? So I got half that book read and I'm hoping to finish the other half tonight.
Today another class with Mr. Dick and we watched the movie A Time To Burn. It would of been alright except we have to analyze the movie and write a one page paper about the critical thinking of it. How generous of him.
I think what has been the highlight of my week has been talking to Daniel. We've talked a little everyday. Sometimes he texts me first and he invited me to a party at his brothers house. Now its nothing to get super excited about since I know his brothers and their girlfriends/wives. I think I know way to much about his family. I only know so much because we've been friends for a really long time. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Grab a box and packing tape
So the official move has started.
Yesterday we got the washer and dryer moved over to the new house.
And got most all my clothes packed.
Now I have to finish packing the rest of the house, load everything up in any vehicle possible, and get it up the alley to the new house.
Kind of super happy were only moving up the alley and that I'm going to have a room with a door!
We want to have everything at the new house by Saturday and then clean this house Sunday.
Wish us luck.
One shot. Two shot. Three shot. Floor.
Wow what a night last night. From the title you can probably tell that I went drinking. Now please don't judge or try to tell me drinkings wrong. I'm not an alcoholic. So please don't try and give me any speeches because your not my parent.
Anyway. My friend, Daniel, invited me to a beer pong party. We haven't hung out in awhile so of course I went. I feel some what like a man when I can say I went drinking with the guys last night. My guy friends pretty much think of me as a guy with tits. Fun right.
So I went and usually I don't drink to much but sometimes you just have to let loose. And I let really loose.
We drank in our usual spot, The Shop. Which is were they work on the race cars.
Were playing beer pong, talking, catching up, laughing, and of course drinking. I was happy I went because I got to see some friends I hadn't seen in awhile.
Then the night went on and people started to leave.
Then Daniel and I started talking. And we kind of talked about the past and some of how we felt about each other. We've been flirting for a little while, well he was and I didn't know it because apparently I'm stupid when it comes to guys.
So we got all that out and the only people that were left were Daniel and I. So we made out a little. But it was getting late and we were both getting tired. So it was off to bed.
Needless to say I was suppose to get up for class this morning and I didn't. When I did it was 12:30 and I was hungover. And yet I don't feel to bad about missing Mr. Dicks class. So what did I do, I went shopping. Picked up some stuff. But I highly don't recommend going shopping while your hungover not in anyway fun.
But I hope you guys had a happy Wednesday as I did.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Marco. Polo.
So not only was there the fun with the bugs and the trip to Hooters this weekend there was one more event that just completed my world.
Around my area it has been storming non stop. And Sunday was no exception.
Right in the middle of watching a movie with my roommate Ashley the power goes out and then there was a big boom.
So to waste time during the black out, since most of the towns power was out, I took some pictures to document the evening.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Show me your boobies!
Ok so I'm not serious about the title but I thought it was fitting for my fifth new experience.
For the first time in my life on Sunday afternoon I went and ate at Hooters.
I know its not that big of deal but this is new to me and it constitutes a new experience.
I went there with my friends, Jenny and Happy (who started dating again, but that's a story for a different time), and the guy I'm now kind of seeing, Kyle (once again the story behind us is for a different time).
We've done this in the past. The next morning after a night of partying we would go out to eat at some restaurant. Picking out a restaurant is super hard with these people because Jenny and Kyle are super picky eaters.
The guys liked the idea of going to this place because they could stare at girls and it was some place new to Jenny and I.
It was ok and the food was decent to say the least but the one reason I will probably not be going back there any time soon would have to be the prices. For just two of us, our meal cost $33.
What I do wish I had the entire time I was there was any one of those girl's bodies as my own. They were all super skinny. So not fair but I guess that partially my fault since I don't get my lazy butt up to exercise. I guess that'll have to go on my things to do list.
Attack of the flying ants!
So Thursday night after I get done blogging and I'm getting ready to go to bed.
I put on my pj's and shut off lights. Take out my contacts and make sure lil' man's let outside.
After all that preparation my brain is focused on going to bed. However, as I approach my room I start to hear a bug hitting my lamp, being attracted to the light. Then I widen my vision to the rest of my bed. There about three of these little bug things. No problem. I kill them and flush them down the toilet
So I go back to my room hoping to crawl into bed. Nope, not going to happen. There are four more of those things crawling on my lamp and walls. Ok not so big a deal again. I can just kill those like I did the others.
Same thing happened again. So I go and retrieve the can of raid. By this time I'm tired and starting to get pissed off, because I don't really like bugs and when they keep multiplying then I really don't like bugs.
I pull my bed away from the wall and my night stand and I start looking for their nest thing.
And then right when I'm about to give up and sleep on the couch because I was not going to sleep in my room with those bugs crawling every where. I look by the front door, because my room would be located on the front porch type place, and there it is. But I wanted to puke this was gross. There was just this line of bugs going up my wall and to the right of the door. So I sprayed them and killed them. And since my carpet is glued to the floor so its like a giant rug that's wall to wall. I pick up the carpet and next to the door where I just killed the other bugs there's more and more.
I killed them. And since I was so tired I decided to sleep on the couch with my can of raid sleeping next to me.
Needless to say the next day before work I vacuumed my room and vacuumed up all their little dead bodies. Then I lifted the carpet, got out the crevice tool, and vacuumed every last one of them that I could see.
Call me mean, I don't care. If you would of seen this sight of all the bugs colonizing in your room, by your door, under your rug, and climbing all over your things; you'd do the same thing I did.
And I'm going to lie. After I killed them I felt much better.
I put on my pj's and shut off lights. Take out my contacts and make sure lil' man's let outside.
After all that preparation my brain is focused on going to bed. However, as I approach my room I start to hear a bug hitting my lamp, being attracted to the light. Then I widen my vision to the rest of my bed. There about three of these little bug things. No problem. I kill them and flush them down the toilet
So I go back to my room hoping to crawl into bed. Nope, not going to happen. There are four more of those things crawling on my lamp and walls. Ok not so big a deal again. I can just kill those like I did the others.
Same thing happened again. So I go and retrieve the can of raid. By this time I'm tired and starting to get pissed off, because I don't really like bugs and when they keep multiplying then I really don't like bugs.
I pull my bed away from the wall and my night stand and I start looking for their nest thing.
And then right when I'm about to give up and sleep on the couch because I was not going to sleep in my room with those bugs crawling every where. I look by the front door, because my room would be located on the front porch type place, and there it is. But I wanted to puke this was gross. There was just this line of bugs going up my wall and to the right of the door. So I sprayed them and killed them. And since my carpet is glued to the floor so its like a giant rug that's wall to wall. I pick up the carpet and next to the door where I just killed the other bugs there's more and more.
I killed them. And since I was so tired I decided to sleep on the couch with my can of raid sleeping next to me.
Needless to say the next day before work I vacuumed my room and vacuumed up all their little dead bodies. Then I lifted the carpet, got out the crevice tool, and vacuumed every last one of them that I could see.
Call me mean, I don't care. If you would of seen this sight of all the bugs colonizing in your room, by your door, under your rug, and climbing all over your things; you'd do the same thing I did.
And I'm going to lie. After I killed them I felt much better.
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