Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 7:30 am
lmao you could have called me - I was at work and then I was sitting around talking with some friends. Five people got busted for drugs over the Thanksgiving break - two on on my floor. I had to look in on a friend and be sure it wasn't him... (cause I do love my friends; the few I have) and he's been smoking a lot of weed recently. Weed is the worst thing to have lying around - almost everyone knows what it is and it tends to smell. All was well with him and we talked for an hour and a half.
My rave this weekend got busted by the cops. We got a noise complaint at midnight so it got shut down (it was mostly relocated to a local coffee house ... I said fuck it in favour of mad-hot "I missed you sex" .. which did not happen and I am grumpy about). So that was something to talk about. I also heard from a raver friend who got hit by a mailtruck earlier in the semester and he's doing good (or as good as expected). We're throwing another party in Dec. We hope it won't get busted. One of my friends is leaving the school next semster so I talked him to coming to the rave with me. Cause I'm a cute kandi kid ... I allegedly look about 12 when I have on kandi and glitter and big pants and cartoon characters.
I love you too Marky.
My boyfriends' dad has heart disease. He had his 28th heart attack about a month ago. He is doing fine afterwards. This heart disease is related to his diabetes. J will probably have his first heart attack by 36 - I worry. I try to keep him away from the coke and make him take care of his diabetes. He doesn't. I'm often upset with him for that. ... Oh well nothing's perfect.
I do have some good wine that my dad gave me cause he didn't like it. It's very dry - it will take me awhile to drink it. I might tomorrow. Tomorrow will be an all nighter most likely, I have two papers due Tuesday that I haven't even started yet. One for theology and one for philosophy. Sometime either this week or next I have an eight page research paper to do ... and a credit card bill I can only pray I can make a minimum payment on. Gotta love my lack of financial skills.
I haven't slept since Thursday. I'm not tired now. I don't know why. I haven't eaten since Friday ... if that. I feel like heaven. I might try to sleep. Or at least not bother my roommate - she now hates me. She kept meeting guys on the internet and having random bootycalls; then she is upset because none of these guys want to date her seriously. She said it makes her feel like she's not worth a realtionship or something - I told her it's because she puts herself out there a slut and if she wants an actual boyfriend she first needs to stop worrying about it and second stop putting out. I know she doesn't like sex that much anyway - she has never had an orgasm even yet. She's only 19 it's not suprising ... anyway ... she is now mad at me and says I called her a ho(e)? I am certain I did not I said she was *acting* like one, and that I knew she didn't feel/think that way and she should stop presenting herself this way. Whatever. I don't have time for that, I was just being honest.
But I think I'll go curl up in a ball an cry now until it's time for me to go back to work. I hate it when people don't like me. I'm stupidly sensative sometimes.
My rave this weekend got busted by the cops. We got a noise complaint at midnight so it got shut down (it was mostly relocated to a local coffee house ... I said fuck it in favour of mad-hot "I missed you sex" .. which did not happen and I am grumpy about). So that was something to talk about. I also heard from a raver friend who got hit by a mailtruck earlier in the semester and he's doing good (or as good as expected). We're throwing another party in Dec. We hope it won't get busted. One of my friends is leaving the school next semster so I talked him to coming to the rave with me. Cause I'm a cute kandi kid ... I allegedly look about 12 when I have on kandi and glitter and big pants and cartoon characters.
I love you too Marky.
My boyfriends' dad has heart disease. He had his 28th heart attack about a month ago. He is doing fine afterwards. This heart disease is related to his diabetes. J will probably have his first heart attack by 36 - I worry. I try to keep him away from the coke and make him take care of his diabetes. He doesn't. I'm often upset with him for that. ... Oh well nothing's perfect.
I do have some good wine that my dad gave me cause he didn't like it. It's very dry - it will take me awhile to drink it. I might tomorrow. Tomorrow will be an all nighter most likely, I have two papers due Tuesday that I haven't even started yet. One for theology and one for philosophy. Sometime either this week or next I have an eight page research paper to do ... and a credit card bill I can only pray I can make a minimum payment on. Gotta love my lack of financial skills.
I haven't slept since Thursday. I'm not tired now. I don't know why. I haven't eaten since Friday ... if that. I feel like heaven. I might try to sleep. Or at least not bother my roommate - she now hates me. She kept meeting guys on the internet and having random bootycalls; then she is upset because none of these guys want to date her seriously. She said it makes her feel like she's not worth a realtionship or something - I told her it's because she puts herself out there a slut and if she wants an actual boyfriend she first needs to stop worrying about it and second stop putting out. I know she doesn't like sex that much anyway - she has never had an orgasm even yet. She's only 19 it's not suprising ... anyway ... she is now mad at me and says I called her a ho(e)? I am certain I did not I said she was *acting* like one, and that I knew she didn't feel/think that way and she should stop presenting herself this way. Whatever. I don't have time for that, I was just being honest.
But I think I'll go curl up in a ball an cry now until it's time for me to go back to work. I hate it when people don't like me. I'm stupidly sensative sometimes.