Tequila
Tonight's plan includes Tequila. You may want to give me a call at some point... it could be interesting. 1800 Silver. OOOoooooooooohhhhh right.... my liver might not like me tomorrow, but hey... welcome to 2008.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATT! <3
Tonight's plan includes Tequila. You may want to give me a call at some point... it could be interesting. 1800 Silver. OOOoooooooooohhhhh right.... my liver might not like me tomorrow, but hey... welcome to 2008.
You know... there was some kind of substance on my car this morning. I stepped outside, and it was 30 degrees, and it wasn't snow.. but it wasn't ice. Very strange. Anyways. Its finally New Years Eve, but i'm at work until 4. No big deal really.. just another day. Except its Matt's birthday and I wish I were up there instead, but hopefully in a month or so he'll get here. I've been told 2008 is going to be the year for me. I do graduate April 10.. 101 days, but who's counting? And hopefully this is the year where something finally goes right in my personal life, now that i'm actually getting time to have a personal life.. and lets hope things come together so I can get back to BOSTON in August! The wheels are in motion. OH, by the way...
Gametime! Ooof Tom Brady.. yum. So anyways.. weekend kind of crept up on me quick! Work has been really quiet the past few days, including today. Nothing too significant. I've kind of been in a mood that goes from unusually quiet to almost normal. Really, I just want the holidays (New Years included) to be over so I can get back to a regular work/school schedule and get it over with.
I kind of like these things, and they keep me occupied.
I'm back. Its funny, they overbooked my flight and asked for volunteers to give up their seats.. in a split second I realized that if I didn't get on that plane when it was supposed to take off, I wouldn't get on it. My flight was ok. I slept mostly the whole way. Got back to Atlanta during rush hour, but because its the day after Christmas, traffic wasn't too bad. My apartment is still in a bit of 'organized chaos', I think i'll clean one of these days... but i'm back to work tomorrow morning at 6:15. The next few months will be full of school, March will be here before we know it and starting on the 19th our exam reviews start.. graduation on April 10, Fuds volleyball @ Ft Walton Beach in April, national exams and state licensure crap by June.. baseball in May-June (AVP volleyball too)-July.. and then August is here. Lets see how things go.. but I know what I want. I miss MA.
Jake tries to fit as much as he can in his mouth... a Christmas beef flavored rawhide bone and a toy football!

I will never ever wait until Christmas Eve to get presents again EVER. I promise. Today was good. I woke up and brought Mom to work so I could have her car, get home and finally started making chocolate covered pretzels.. burned chocolate and started all over again.. and saw Tim P for a little bit. Got home and started cooking and getting food ready. I wanted to pick up Jake's medicine, but the animal hospital closed early :( I got him a bone dipped into chocolate from Dorothy Cox though (candy/chocolate place in my town) and he was pretty happy. Tonight's a xmas even party at my house, every year my family and family friends come by.. it'll be good to see everyone.


I go home TONIGHT!! Matt is still coming to get me. My flight takes off in... 5 hours :) So at home, I know this place where I can get a wireless signal, but i'll only get there once a day or so... so please be patient and CALL me if you want something! Apparently there are snow showers today, tomorrow, and Saturday! Niiice.. and cold. So, if you're in the area come on by on Christmas Eve.. the usual get together at the house with the usual suspects. Listen up for the shot bell.
No class this week! You'd think i'd get a little bit of the stack of makeup work from July done, right? Wrong. I was about to say maybe i'll bring it home and work on it in the airport, but it wouldn't get done and that would only be space taken up that could be used for something better.
I'm still exhausted.. yesterday was a hungover day of lounging around and trying to stay warm. For it being close to 70 degrees last week, its taken a drastic turn.. its 27 now! Today I had clinic.. but i'm still so tired :P
Just for the record, 4 girls trying to get ready and out the door by 7:30 didn't work.. but 8:30 did. Last night was a lot of fun. My dress was short, black and strapless, so the flip flop thing didn't work unfortunately :( I wish it had though.. my feet hurt before we even got out the door. They still hurt. It was fun though, lots of dancing and lots of drinks.. and a Waffle House stop at 3am. I think thats typical of late night partying though. I'm convinced that Waffle House wouldn't be in business if it weren't for the late night people coming in after a night of drinking. Nothing says soak up the alcohol like hashbrowns smothered covered and all that crap. No thanks. I ended up driving home after that b/c I wanted to sleep in my own bed... I got home at like 4:30am.
Tonight, class sucked. 3 hours of my life i'll never get back. I think I would have preferred to play in traffic. So tomorrow i'm going to the Marine Corps Toys for Tots ball! It'll be like the old Norwich days of going to balls 3 times a school year. Getting into a dress, etc... good times. There will be pictures I promise! I don't get into a dress often, so pictures are a must. But if the dress is long enough..expect flip flops to be on. I'm serious. I'm tall enough that it shouldn't even make a difference. My dress is black I think.. I still haven't decided. Oh well. Thats about it for tonight..
To make up for my terrible mood last night... things I love.
I like comments. It makes me feel like people are actually listening to what I have to say. Hint.
I hate that I can't hide my feelings no matter how hard I try. I hate being emotional, and I really hate not being able to lie well. I hate that I have trust issues. I hate even having the thought that i'm unwillingly part of a game. I hate when I convince myself that something's a good idea, when it proves that it indeed was not. I hate that I can't sleep past 8am. I hate carrots and cauliflower and most vegetables actually. I hate Atlanta traffic. I hate when people are demanding of the little spare time that I have. I hate that I can't keep my car or my apartment clean for longer than 4 days. I hate Barry Bonds. I hate that i'm always tripping over my own feet. I hate clowns. I hate that I shake when i'm angry about something. I hate that i'm far away from someone I have butterflies for...like 9 states far away. I hate the fact that no matter how many times i've seen it, I still cry at the end of Ladder 49. I hate that when all I want to do is go to the beach 2 minutes from my house in Massachusetts, I can't. I hate that my shoulders hurt so bad that I refuse to be touched when I know it can only help me. I hate that I couldn't get home for the second Red Sox world series victory parade. I hate Krystal fast food places. I hate that I don't listen. I hate that i'm stubborn and have to learn things the hard way sometimes. I hate that I couldn't be in Massachusetts for Matt when he needed someone, even if it would be to just sit there and try to hold his hand and make him smile or laugh. I hate when I can't take the pain away when my friends are hurting. I hate when my Dad is in and out of the hospital and I can't be there to help him. I hate knowing that I need to get away and be alone for awhile, and have 4 months left of school anchoring me down here. I hate that I have little patience, and have to rely on the phone or email to let someone know how I feel instead of showing them in person.
What I thought wasn't bronchitis before certainly is now... yay. Anyways. This week has been just alright. Class was the same... I still don't want to be touched.. work was the same, and i'm still not getting much sleep b/c of this freaking coughing. I sound like a barking seal. And, looking around my apartment.. it appears that my closet has thrown up all over the place. Its actually really out of hand, one day i'll get annoyed enough to do something about it. Until then, sidestep everything. The thing is though, I know where everything is... I call it 'organized chaos'.
Is it sad that last night was the first night I didn't cough myself to sleep, and slept the whole night through? Ugh a whole week with this freaking flu-like crap. Anyways...