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2003-05-14 - 11:37 a.m. Listening To: Hand Grenade / The Movie Life Last night was pretty decent. Isaac changed my oil in my car for me--it hadn't been changed since early September of last year. Why so long, Misty, you ask? I have been busy. Or something. Anyway. So my oil got changed, car got washed, we went to eat Mexican. I didn't really eat all that much. I have lost almost 5 lbs. in 3 days. Not really anything to brag about. I hope this doesn't lead to any ED shit. I would have to add that to my pile of mental illnesses. Paranoia, anxiety, eating disorder....yeah baby. Anyone would be lucky to get w/ this. I'm a shrinks gold-mine, for real. We watched some gay porn too. Got your attention, didn't I? All of this time I knew where THAT went...but never really SAW it. Those men were far too hot to put that THERE. And most of them looked like there were in pain, rather than enjoying it. One guy looked like he was repeating "There is alot of money in this. Take it & you will get paid a ton. Don't scream." So yeah. Gay porn is way different than man/woman or even woman/woman. Those are hot. This was....not hot. This was....ouch. File that under NEVER AGAIN.
I stayed over there until almost 1 am. I took the long way home. Listened to Senses Fail. Thought about work & school & how fucking clean my car is. And Josh. And why he hasn't called since Friday. I mean, come on. It's not like he is busy or something. Heh. Today I am off. And tomorrow. And then the next day. Tomorrow I have to go to a makeup seminar in Shreveport, an hour & a half away. ALONE. That sucks so much. I have to get up @ 5, dress for 6:30-7am. leave, drive all the way there, go to this dumb-ass thing, drive home. However. I get 8 hours pay, & another $80 for drive time. Add that to the 26 hours I will have for the week. (it's not alot b.c. of this seminar), then another 4 for hours I am taking Friday. That equals some major cash for a week. More like $420. That is still alot. I can take that. Today I am going to vacum the car out, get gas, go to the record store to try & find Further Seems Forever or A Beautiful Mistake, sign up for another month of tanning, & wash clothes. Sounds awesome, doesn't it? Better than being @ that horrible Estee Lauder counter, acting like I give 3 fucks about someone's messed up skin or needing a lipstick to go w/ a coral colored shirt, which will never happen but let's look @ EVERY lipstick 42 times & then decide to go to Lancome, but come back later on to look again. I love my job. It's so.....rewarding.
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