Disclaimer: Now, let us think about this logically now...
Time: 8:35 am
Location: Bright room with fridgey-thing
Situation: Marissa just went bye-bye
Gah, I tired. Need coffee.
Time: 8:40 am
Location: Living room
Situation: Doing nothing.
And………. I feel much better now.
So, I'm home!
I didn't write yesterday when we got back, 'cause I didn't feel like it.
Oh yeah, I wrote it.
I woke up, like, two minutes ago, but since I don't have to go to work today, I don't care.
Yeah, suck on that!
Time: 8:58 am
When Marissa and I got home we had a mini party, you know, celebrating the fact that we'd lived through the night and all that.
And yeah, we were total rebels; we stayed up till 4 in the morning AND didn't use a coaster once the entire night! Ha, I can hear my mother's horrified gasps from here.
… not that I will ever ever ever mention the fact that I didn't put a piece of something between my cola and the precious wood of her 'oh so very expensive mensal.'
Which is just a fancy way of saying 'table'.
Honestly, the women is so….
And coming from me, that really means something.
… Gods oh hotties, I truly hope no one ever reads this thing, I may just die of embarrassment.
Because I was just reading over this thing, and I've decided my mind is a pretty strange place to be.
In fact, if anyone but me had my mind, they'd probably go mad.
Location: Couch… (still)
It's too early for this crap.
Location: Floor next to couch
My toenails are quite pretty when they're purple.
Do you think Paul likes purple toenails?
Time: 9:27 and a half
Not that I give a whoop what he likes, the jerky turkey.
Time: 9: 37
I had a weird dream last night, I just remembered it. It started out with me in the clearing, and then that massive excuse for a Chihuahua appeared. Instead of being afraid (like any normal person would be) I walked up to the thing and kissed its muzzle, and then it turned into Paul Braxton.
Which means I was kissing Paul Braxton in the dream I had last night.
Disgusting! Dreadful! Another creepy adjective that starts with D!
It's just so… gross.
I mean, sure, he's pretty good looking, and he's totally ripped, and he can be really sweet when he wants to be…
What the hell am I saying?
Paul Braxton is the devil in human form come to destroy my happiness!
There isn't anything good about him!
… Well, except for his looks… and his muscles… because really, there is no hiding those bad boys--
Just read what I wrote above.
Ignore all of it, I needed to inhale more coffee.
Sometimes, in the mornings, I'm not completely rational.
I'm normal now though.
… This is my first day off in what feels like forever, what am I going to do?
Well, it's a beautiful day today. For once, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, the bugs are bugging; I could go out and enjoy the fresh air.
Screw it, Looney Toons is on!
I just gave my purple toenails green spots…
It looks rather smashing if I do say so myself.
Maybe I should do my fingernails too….
I wonder if Paul is working today.
Not because I care, but, I was thinking about dropping by the Garage and checking on Marissa. I just wondered about Paul because if he was there I wouldn't want to, you know see him.
… Especially since the inconsiderate butthead hasn't bothered to talk to me in the past forever.
Not that that bothers me.
It's actually quite nice, like a mini vacation to…. Chile.
Yeah, just like that.
I don't miss him at all.
I'm going to swing by the garage.
To check on Marissa.
No other reason.
Situation: Getting ready to see M.
Where did I put my cell phone?
I thought I left it on the counter…
The back of my cell phone is missing, and the battery keeps falling out.
Stupid piece of crap.
I have secured the batteries with two Barbie Band Aids.
Behold the glory of my ghetto phone!
Going to the garage now.
Ha, ha, hem.
Hello my loves…
My my but it has been awhile hasn't it?
So… Breaking Dawn.
Didn't see that coming. Thank you, Chihuahua, for talking with me about it, I probably would have gone mad without someone to gush with.
Oh, and Kate and Garrett? TOTALLY CALLED THAT THE FIRST TIME SHE SHOCKED HIM, OH YEAH!!
New favorite couple, I've got to say.
… And about the Paul and Rachel thing…
Alright, I admit it, I threw a not so mini fit when I read about it, but hey, can you blame me?
… She's not as cool as Kit is anyway, so THERE / sticks out tongue/
Erm… review please? Pretty please? With knobs?
Just finished watching "Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging". They changed oodles, but oh how I laughed regardless.