The fact that I don't know what to write about is exactly the kind of bull shit I've been dealing with in my life for about a month now. Let me tell you, it's getting really annoying. The only thing that I really feel passionate about it moving to Ireland. However, I really don't think that's going to solve any of my problems, unfortunately. I also am really craving Las Vegas. It's getting out of hand. If only I wasn't broke... then I could actually do things that make me happy. I have decided however that I need to start volunteering again. I think I'm going to join a church. That way I can volunteer in the nursery (because I'm also craving babies... just for small amts of time bc Lord knows I do NOT want a child) and I could sing in church too. I mean, singing about God and blabitty blue isn't exactly what I'd like to being singing about, but it's better than nothing.
Maybe I should become a flight attendant, I think I would really like that. (P.s. if you're reading this and you work in aviation.. preferrably private... hook a girl up!) AirChef is getting extremely OLD. The people are all fucking idiots the majority of the time, Equal Opportunity MY ASS, plus I'm so sick of staring at these ugly piss yellow walls! NetJets is hiring, but since I sincerely dislike just about everyone that works at that company, I'd prefer not.
Side note: half of the huge ass tree in my mom's backyard just randomly fell down today. For no practicular reason, it wasn't even storming. It's very strange...
HEY ANDREA!! Did you still wanna go to the drive-in next weekend? If so, pencil me in cause I'm totally game. Can we take your truck so we can be comfortable and all... Also, can we not invite anyone else? I'm ready for a girl's night. OK THANKS.
BTW, doesn't the drive-in just sound like so much fun? I'm craving it like string cheese right now. Oh, you should know, I love cheese.. if you put an entire wheel in front of me, I would eat it all, its SO GOOD.
I think I have gotten rid of all of my random thoughts for the evening, and now Andrea can stop bitching that I haven't posted.
Love most of you... S.
Put fingers on the keys.... Ok. Now go.
15 years ago
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I'm slightly irritated that you are at Indian Lake instead of going to the drive in with me. Eh em. Yet another trip to Findlay were I do not see my best friend. Unacceptable.
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