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2003-05-06 - 11:43 a.m. Listening To: Hit Or Miss / New Found Glory I slept until 11:15 this morning. That is effin late. Of course the lawn men came. I swear, if I was off every 3 days, the lawn men would come. They come EVERYDAY THAT I AM OFF & need to sleep in. And for some reason, they like to edge the part right in front of my window, for like, 45 min. Just stand there & edge around the front walk. Well. You want to hear something good? Hmmmmmm? Alright. So yesturday morning I was asleep. (I had to get up for work, therefore no lawn men.) I was having this dream that Josh was in the states, staying @ some girls house. We were talking on the phone about something, but my cell phone rang. I wake up, look @ the number, say "hello?" "Hey stupid!!!!!!!" IT WAS JOSH!!!!!!!! AGHHHHHHH!!!! He is in Iraq. He said it is 110 degrees there & everyone smells like ass b.c. they can't take a bath. They do patrols all day & walk around. He said there is no point in them being there. I knew that part. They should be coming home soon. Well....back to Germany. Then on leave but that might take awhile. Whatever. As long as he is out of THAT & back in Germany. I got a short letter from him last week. It was on this tiny piece of paper. He said they have been shot @, but nothing scary. And he told me how awesome I am & how much he misses me & how in 4 months he gets to be w/ the coolest chick in the world. He meant me, ass. Aww I should go. People are leaving me notes & signing my GB like crazy! Diaryland's own gang! They do guestbook drive-bys & harass you to no end. So apparently, even if you have kids, & you think you are "adult", you aren't really. Personally, I think it's funny. I mean, I hope when I get to be that age & have a family, I drop the nosy-I-have-no-life-other-than-prying act. I played w/ them long enough today. I'm tired. Yet I keep getting messages. Oh for the love of God.
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