Ayye!
Today was beautiful. I went into the office for a while, took off my pants, went grocery shopping, blasted "I miss you" by Blink 182 with the woofers on in the car (because I am a REALLY cool white girl,) went back to the office, and all around had a pretty amazing day. The only bad part is that I got a sun burn on one side of my body from sitting in traffic on Whittaker Road.
When we got home, Holly and I rearranged her room, she's still up there putting things back where they belong, and I am once again, burning chicken on the George Foreman. I don't get it, I'm sort of a good cook (despite what Grammy says) but I just can not perfect the art or George Foreman grilling. It makes me crazy.
Someday, I will get it.
Anyway, dinner is now done and I have a lot more cleaning to do, plus I think I'll rearrange my own room.
See ya tomorrow,
Faith
Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Stupid People Genocide
Ehhhhhhh,
Today has been chaos. When I woke up I felt like a complete zombie. I was probably sleep walking until about 10am, and I got up at 7am.
The office was freaking INSANE. When Holly and I walked in there was a tiny path that we could get through into the kitchen area if we turned on our sides. The whole place was getting new carpet and all the furniture from the side offices was sitting in the main entry. What I don't get is that the place was still open for business. People were still coming in trying to rent apartments. That's when Boss Lady and I decided that if we were to put a Stupid People Genocide into effect, nearly 97% of the residents would be in concentration camps. It's mean, but it's true.
Now I am finally home, and exhausted. I'm not feeling particularly hungry but I suppose I need to get the girls some food in their tummies, and figure out what's going on around here for the rest of the day. Hopefully, the day doesn't last much longer. I just need to sleep.
I suppose that's it for now, I'll be back tomorrow, and probably more happy because it's FRIDAY! WOOOOO!
Peace,
Faith
Today has been chaos. When I woke up I felt like a complete zombie. I was probably sleep walking until about 10am, and I got up at 7am.
The office was freaking INSANE. When Holly and I walked in there was a tiny path that we could get through into the kitchen area if we turned on our sides. The whole place was getting new carpet and all the furniture from the side offices was sitting in the main entry. What I don't get is that the place was still open for business. People were still coming in trying to rent apartments. That's when Boss Lady and I decided that if we were to put a Stupid People Genocide into effect, nearly 97% of the residents would be in concentration camps. It's mean, but it's true.
Now I am finally home, and exhausted. I'm not feeling particularly hungry but I suppose I need to get the girls some food in their tummies, and figure out what's going on around here for the rest of the day. Hopefully, the day doesn't last much longer. I just need to sleep.
I suppose that's it for now, I'll be back tomorrow, and probably more happy because it's FRIDAY! WOOOOO!
Peace,
Faith
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Here's My Story
Okay SOOOOOO -
I fucking suck, I suck so much.
Yesterday Katelynn invited me to go see Hundredth, World We Knew and A Textbook Tragedy, and Continuance. I was very excited about this, because it had been a long time since I've seen a concert, or left Ypsi for that matter.
So I found out I was going to go at like, 1:30ish. I jumped in the shower, got ready, and waited. I was done by 5pm, I didn't leave my house until 6:30pm. I had PLENTY of time to blog, and I was just so damn excited, that I forgot. I feel really weird about it too.
So we ended up getting to the show a little late, but it was still worth it because we at least got to see A Textbook Tragedy, Hundredth, and part of World We Knew AND I'm pretty sure that everyone I've ever known in my whole life was there. I got punched in the head so many times, and I loved it. They're playing again tonight at The Modern Exchange and I REALLY want to go.
So anyway, when the show was over us girls headed to Meijer, and I bought alcohol for the first time in my adult life. Then we headed over to Mike's house and SURPRISE, A Textbook Tragedy, and Continuance was there, along with everyone else that I've ever known in my entire life.
So we mingled with bands, and friends of high schools past, I watched many games of failed flip cup, and drank a lot of things I usually wouldn't. It-was-a-blast. I also learned how to throw a punch the right way without breaking my knuckles. I don't know why they were teaching me this, since I clearly have never hit anyone, nor do I plan to hit anyone. But, I guess it's good to know.
At about 4am I started talking about how I have to be at home by 7am to get Autumn on the bus and go into the office. That's about the time we agreed we should probably go get some sleep. Originally we were on our way to Hilary's house to go to sleep, and she was driving because she hadn't been drinking, but half way there we decided it would be better for everyone if I just went home then. That way we could all sleep a little longer in the morning.
When we were about 25 minutes from my house, at 4:15 in the morning, I realized that I had failed. I didn't blog. So then I was just in the back seat yelling "NOOOOOOO!" and when I told Katelynn my issue, I think she was just as disappointed as I was. So when I got home, because my fingers were not working properly from the alcohol intake, I penned the few lines that I could, that you now see below this post.
But here's my catch, I DID write, and I DID write before I went to sleep. So for me, it was still technically the same day. That's my cop out and I'm sticking to it.
Today, I DID wake up at 7:37am to get Autumn on the bus, but then I didn't even bother going into the office, and I just went back to sleep because I felt like Hell frozen over. I finally just got up at about 1:30pm and I guess now I'm going to try and get my day started. I have a few things I need to do and the girls are going to be home soon, so I should get to them, and get rid of this awful hang over. Hopefully tonight I can make it to The Modern Exchange and see the bands play again and get hit in the head some more, we'll see though.
Until tomorrow,
Faith
I fucking suck, I suck so much.
Yesterday Katelynn invited me to go see Hundredth, World We Knew and A Textbook Tragedy, and Continuance. I was very excited about this, because it had been a long time since I've seen a concert, or left Ypsi for that matter.
So I found out I was going to go at like, 1:30ish. I jumped in the shower, got ready, and waited. I was done by 5pm, I didn't leave my house until 6:30pm. I had PLENTY of time to blog, and I was just so damn excited, that I forgot. I feel really weird about it too.
So we ended up getting to the show a little late, but it was still worth it because we at least got to see A Textbook Tragedy, Hundredth, and part of World We Knew AND I'm pretty sure that everyone I've ever known in my whole life was there. I got punched in the head so many times, and I loved it. They're playing again tonight at The Modern Exchange and I REALLY want to go.
So anyway, when the show was over us girls headed to Meijer, and I bought alcohol for the first time in my adult life. Then we headed over to Mike's house and SURPRISE, A Textbook Tragedy, and Continuance was there, along with everyone else that I've ever known in my entire life.
So we mingled with bands, and friends of high schools past, I watched many games of failed flip cup, and drank a lot of things I usually wouldn't. It-was-a-blast. I also learned how to throw a punch the right way without breaking my knuckles. I don't know why they were teaching me this, since I clearly have never hit anyone, nor do I plan to hit anyone. But, I guess it's good to know.
At about 4am I started talking about how I have to be at home by 7am to get Autumn on the bus and go into the office. That's about the time we agreed we should probably go get some sleep. Originally we were on our way to Hilary's house to go to sleep, and she was driving because she hadn't been drinking, but half way there we decided it would be better for everyone if I just went home then. That way we could all sleep a little longer in the morning.
When we were about 25 minutes from my house, at 4:15 in the morning, I realized that I had failed. I didn't blog. So then I was just in the back seat yelling "NOOOOOOO!" and when I told Katelynn my issue, I think she was just as disappointed as I was. So when I got home, because my fingers were not working properly from the alcohol intake, I penned the few lines that I could, that you now see below this post.
But here's my catch, I DID write, and I DID write before I went to sleep. So for me, it was still technically the same day. That's my cop out and I'm sticking to it.
Today, I DID wake up at 7:37am to get Autumn on the bus, but then I didn't even bother going into the office, and I just went back to sleep because I felt like Hell frozen over. I finally just got up at about 1:30pm and I guess now I'm going to try and get my day started. I have a few things I need to do and the girls are going to be home soon, so I should get to them, and get rid of this awful hang over. Hopefully tonight I can make it to The Modern Exchange and see the bands play again and get hit in the head some more, we'll see though.
Until tomorrow,
Faith
Monday, April 26, 2010
I Won't Forget to Put Roses on Your Grave
Welp,
Today has been, once again, uneventful. I can't even think of anything even mildly interesting that's been happening in the world that I would even want to talk about. Um, Brett Michael's head is hemorrhaging, so I guess we should probably send good thoughts and prayers to him in hopes that he pulls through it all with lo lasting effects. I'm definitely not a fan, but he seems like an all right guy, and no one deserves to get injured and stay injured.
Other than wishing Mr. Michael's well, I chatted to my brother today. He called because I messaged him telling him about a dream I had. We got to talking about the Memorial Day Party and tubing on the Rifle River again, which I hate talking about because it makes me way too excited and anxious. Once I hung up the phone with him, I went to check the mail and found dead flowers in the mailbox. There was no note, so I don't know who was the culprit, but I do hope they sent them in hopes if reminding me of The Rolling Stones. If not, then they totally suck.
For now, I'm going to go and see what everyone else has going on in the house and try to wind down the day.
I'll be back tomorrow, of course.
Faith
Today has been, once again, uneventful. I can't even think of anything even mildly interesting that's been happening in the world that I would even want to talk about. Um, Brett Michael's head is hemorrhaging, so I guess we should probably send good thoughts and prayers to him in hopes that he pulls through it all with lo lasting effects. I'm definitely not a fan, but he seems like an all right guy, and no one deserves to get injured and stay injured.
Other than wishing Mr. Michael's well, I chatted to my brother today. He called because I messaged him telling him about a dream I had. We got to talking about the Memorial Day Party and tubing on the Rifle River again, which I hate talking about because it makes me way too excited and anxious. Once I hung up the phone with him, I went to check the mail and found dead flowers in the mailbox. There was no note, so I don't know who was the culprit, but I do hope they sent them in hopes if reminding me of The Rolling Stones. If not, then they totally suck.
For now, I'm going to go and see what everyone else has going on in the house and try to wind down the day.
I'll be back tomorrow, of course.
Faith
Sunday, April 25, 2010
45
Let's see here, I have spend 45 of the last 48 hours ALONE.
I am absolutely developing Cabin Fever. I've done the weirdest shit this weekend, I randomly called someone and cussed at them, I locked my dog outside in the rain, I've slammed cabinets, I slept for 14 hours straight, I've drank two pots of coffee, killed off my Sim of Prince Harry and made a Sim of John Green, who actually is an awesome writer, (though he is way more rich than John Green,) and I started chatting to people I'm not even friends with on Facebook.
I am losing my fucking mind. See, I'm cussing like a sailor. I don't cuss like that, it makes you looks stupid. I'm sure I look stupid, but honestly it doesn't even matter.
I am going to sit here and listen to Bright Eyes and blow up people's Formspring pages until someone finally comes home to save me from myself. That seems pretty normal, Bright Eyes, Formspring. I can do this.
I CAN DO THIS.
So yeah, should anyone want to come visit and make sure I haven't started pulling my hair out or something, that would be acceptable.
If not, I'll be back tomorrow just like the sun.
Wow, I'm such a lame ass. "Just like the sun?"
Whatever,
Faith
I am absolutely developing Cabin Fever. I've done the weirdest shit this weekend, I randomly called someone and cussed at them, I locked my dog outside in the rain, I've slammed cabinets, I slept for 14 hours straight, I've drank two pots of coffee, killed off my Sim of Prince Harry and made a Sim of John Green, who actually is an awesome writer, (though he is way more rich than John Green,) and I started chatting to people I'm not even friends with on Facebook.
I am losing my fucking mind. See, I'm cussing like a sailor. I don't cuss like that, it makes you looks stupid. I'm sure I look stupid, but honestly it doesn't even matter.
I am going to sit here and listen to Bright Eyes and blow up people's Formspring pages until someone finally comes home to save me from myself. That seems pretty normal, Bright Eyes, Formspring. I can do this.
I CAN DO THIS.
So yeah, should anyone want to come visit and make sure I haven't started pulling my hair out or something, that would be acceptable.
If not, I'll be back tomorrow just like the sun.
Wow, I'm such a lame ass. "Just like the sun?"
Whatever,
Faith
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Bored
I'm just going to get this over with while I'm waiting for my day to move in a different direction.
I've literally spend the last 24 hours with no human contact and minimal interaction. As you might imagine, I was about ready to pull my hair out. Luckily people started showing up, and I have my sister here and the neighborhood boy outside mowing the grass.
Tonight could go in a variety of different ways, I know I am personally rooting for one particular outcome, but it probably won't happen, because the cookie just crumbles that way.
As for now I'm just waiting for neighborhood boy Matt to be done mowing the grass so I can thank him, pay him and send him on his way. Then I'm going to get in the shower and see which way the night turns out.
Hopefully I have some fun things to spill tomorrow, don't get your hopes up though.
Faith
I've literally spend the last 24 hours with no human contact and minimal interaction. As you might imagine, I was about ready to pull my hair out. Luckily people started showing up, and I have my sister here and the neighborhood boy outside mowing the grass.
Tonight could go in a variety of different ways, I know I am personally rooting for one particular outcome, but it probably won't happen, because the cookie just crumbles that way.
As for now I'm just waiting for neighborhood boy Matt to be done mowing the grass so I can thank him, pay him and send him on his way. Then I'm going to get in the shower and see which way the night turns out.
Hopefully I have some fun things to spill tomorrow, don't get your hopes up though.
Faith
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