I'm going

to Cornerstone, in two days.
Oh deary me.

I think that I'm sunburnt.

So. Today has been crappy. In fact, I cannot think of one good thing this whole week.

I ran out of gas, today I got sun burnt while trying to read outside (while my neighbors were having a really loud party at 2 in the afternoon, which really unfortunately included a male stripper. I only heard, and saw afterwards when I was going to get something out of my car.)
I wasted a lot of gas and money yesterday.
I've been waiting for months. But, then I remember it's always like this, and I'm always the one who doesn't matter. Why am I such an idiot?
I kind of miss Fred, lately. But that makes sense right? I mean, missing someone who is your friend makes sense? Of course it does.
The saddest part is that we pretend to talk all the time.

I hate when you really want to find something out, but then you do, and it's really anticlimactic.

If I'm not listening to you read out loud from some stupid magazine. And I'm typing at the same time you're talking to me (interupting me, rather) I probably don't care what you have to say.
Can't you tell that I don't care? Can't you tell that I'm typing on a computer and NOT looking at you? I don't care about it, shut up.
This entry is cut short 1) I have nothing else to say, or expand on politely and 2) C*r*, my coworker (name withheld), won't shut up and let me alone.

argh, shut up.

"Looks like SOMEONE got in a fight with a tanning bed..and lost."

That someone is Jimmy Brady.


I got a cell phone charger fo' free!
And by free I mean ten bucks.
Suckassssssss.
That looks like suck ass.
Sorry about that.

Thoughts on work, at the beanery:

I want to open all the time.

I don't want to close anymore.

That's all.

Alternate universe of Ohio.

Ohio is better. There is no question here. I like it more. I want to live there more.
They have prettier liscense plates too.
Plus, Kenwood towne center is like the alternate universe of Florence mall. It's slightly awesome. There are the same stores, only bigger (and more stores, but whatevs.) And there are the same kiosks only more.
And the israeli's have a big one that's almost like a store, which verizon has a little kiosk like tmobile. Though, the employees of verizon and the israelis are the saaaaame.
How weird is that?
Very weird.
And when I walked by, and they saw me it was like "Whoa! Wrong Mall, Lady!!"

It was fun.
Also: you must be attractive to work at apple.
and Sara makes great caricatures of exes. Convincing ones. The one of Wes was dead on.
And Cliff, beautiful. Relatively. For what it was.

And Graeters is great. It should be renamed Greaters. Because, then it would sound the same only be a fun. Like "Great (er's) Ice Cream"
Ha, I am clever.
Not.


It's hot out.

Humidity is a killer.

You may've been the last person I wanted to see, so it was good that you chickened out and drove by. You're stupid white van, and my stupid job, pulling that stupid cart in in the sticky weather we had today. Good riddence to the both of you. I hope you're very happy not being together though totally are together together. To be honest, it kind of freaks me out.
Though, if you had decided to brave whatever wrath I'm certainly not going to bestow upon you, I would've wanted (but wouldn't've) to tell you to tell your not boyfriend boyfriend that texting me is stupid, and he shouldn't do that anymore. I'm not being a jerk, it's just that I don't have anything nice to say. And I am my grandmother, and if there's nothing nice to say just say nothing at all.

Anyhow, now that that awkward narative is out of my system; I've really got nothing else to say. Today there was a tornado warning and I missed it. I was in the shower.
I also reorganized my CDs (or, my 'tunes', which is halfway lame enough for me to say.) in my CD case. There are so many holes. Like, CDs that I'm like "What the heck? Why don't I have them?!" Like, for instance: Revolver. Why don't I own it?
I don't know.
And, also, I don't have enough room even for all the CDs I have.
I need another CD case, but so so many more CDs.
Anyway.
My life is certainly uneventful. I watched Juno just now, with my sister. It kind of really pissed me off, indirectly.


Please and Thank You.

I listened to a lot of This American Life and Ok Go today. It rained. Today didn't suck.

Something about paper dolls and what men prefer.

"Something about the cross, and how her Jesus died for her... something about love and how it's worth fighting for, I wonder if that love exists anymore..."

I really love these three songwriters.

Together.

(denison whittmer, sufjan stevens and rosie thomas.)

Rosie Thomas's album with them, These Friends of Mine (sheesh, to have those friends?!)
is so fantastic, I can't stop listening to it.

Anyway, work today sucked.