I love summer... and honey-mustard pretzels...
They aren't supposed to be carrying honey-mustard pretzels at Wal-Mart anymore... I think I'm going to boycott them. Stupid Wal-Mart. What will it be next? Harvest Cheddar SunChips??? Oh, then I'm really boycotting. Boycott is about the weirdest word I've ever seen.
Anyway, I enjoy summer... sometimes too much. What am I gonna do one of these days when I have to get up before 11? That'll be Friday, I think, because I'm pretty sure I have to have my mom to the doctor by like 7... yuck.
There's something great about looking at your transcript and realizing that you've spent 41 hours taking classes and still have a 4.0 GPA.
I hate bad smells. My room still smells like the thing that died in the wall like 2 weeks ago... one big reason I really, really want to move. My hands also reek of latex... a common occurence these days. It never seems to come off until the shower the next morning. It's almost as bad as the dead thing, which is amazingly potent on this side of the room.
I need a raise. As I was scrubbing men's toilets tonight (which are exceptionally gross), I realized that I was doing way more than $8 worth of work every hour.
Yesterday and the day before I had to work at a place in Carthage, and the guy there looks EXACTLY like Shrek! If he were green, there would be absolutely no way of telling them apart. He even walks like Shrek. I had to hold the laughter in for a while. It's so great. I'll probly be there on Mondays and Tuesdays from now on, which is going to make Hippie John very upset... Heaven forbid he actually have to stay at Sitton til 9:00 when we're scheduled... the Carthage place takes til 10. Maybe that's cuz Shrek likes to chat with Fiona on the cell phone a lot... well, okay, maybe it's just cuz the place is massive. Shrek's (whose real name is Israel) son, however, doesn't resemble an ogre at all. I actually thought he looked a little like Lucas (but not quite as cute:).
I got to see Rose and Grace for about 30 minutes today... They both got haircuts. I got one yesterday by the way... you can't really tell cuz for some reason it's still doing funny things, but oh well. Anyway, Rose was telling me all about how she is going to be Dorothy in some kind of Wild West Wizard of Oz... I'm pretty excited. She was also bubbling with news that whoever tested her IQ told her she was sure she'd make it in "Challenge," their gifted program. I guess I'm going to have to start living vicariously through her, cuz she's going to get to do all the stuff I couldn't quite cut it at. Fun stuff.
I was depressed last night to realize that I'd worked 5 hard hours for the gas I put in my car on the way home. All in all I made about $3 last night.
I apparently need another job, because there's just not that much saving going on here... once I buy gas and food, make the occasional trip to Wal-Mart (who I'm still boycotting, at least for tonight), and pay off my Compassion kids, I've pretty much gone through my $400ish a month.
I really, really need to get back to going to the Y. (There's another $20 a month.) I keep intending to go on my way home, but I always seem to either end up cleaning later or somewhere else. Tonight would have been a good night finally, but I completely forgot until I got home. Oh well. I have a 10 pound (at least) goal for the summer... we'll see how that turns out.
I really need to clean my room... I have all this spare time, but so far all I've managed is sleeping, planting flowers, reading, watching TV, and working (mostly sleeping, reading, and working). One of these days I'm going to be brave, but it'd kinda be nice if I didn't have to wear a gas mask just to put up with the smell. I'm gonna give up on this pretty soon or it's gonna make me sick. It's mostly in my closet now... another reason not to put up the clothes I wear the most. I've gone through the better part of a bottle of Febreze the last few days. My house is also full of insects, which is really starting to make me mad. We can't have an exterminator because "we'd have to pull all the stuff (crap, in my words) away from the walls." GRR. I'd do it myself. I'm so sick of things crawling along the ceilings and the floors! We'd never pass any kind of health inspection... it's a good thing we're the only ones we're serving food to. I used to be able to keep most of them out by shutting my bedroom door... only now if I leave it shut the smell just intensifies... I'm SO ready to move. My mom doesn't want to move cuz she'd have to go through everything, she says. Well? Grrr.
I saw Mr. Lundien on the news tonight... he was the guidance counselor for that kid that died. It was sad. His mom committed suicide in the garage, and the carbon monoxide went on into the house and killed him. I felt really bad for Mr. L... I know he'll take that really hard. My mom found out the other day that he's going to Webb City to be some kind of tester.
Well, okay, I'm done with this I think (mostly with the smell). I'm not sure how I sleep in here... I guess it's not as bad over there and after a while I just ignore it. Anyway, I'm done with this, and now I will have a May 2006 archive file, which would have really bugged me if it was missing. Bye.
Anyway, I enjoy summer... sometimes too much. What am I gonna do one of these days when I have to get up before 11? That'll be Friday, I think, because I'm pretty sure I have to have my mom to the doctor by like 7... yuck.
There's something great about looking at your transcript and realizing that you've spent 41 hours taking classes and still have a 4.0 GPA.
I hate bad smells. My room still smells like the thing that died in the wall like 2 weeks ago... one big reason I really, really want to move. My hands also reek of latex... a common occurence these days. It never seems to come off until the shower the next morning. It's almost as bad as the dead thing, which is amazingly potent on this side of the room.
I need a raise. As I was scrubbing men's toilets tonight (which are exceptionally gross), I realized that I was doing way more than $8 worth of work every hour.
Yesterday and the day before I had to work at a place in Carthage, and the guy there looks EXACTLY like Shrek! If he were green, there would be absolutely no way of telling them apart. He even walks like Shrek. I had to hold the laughter in for a while. It's so great. I'll probly be there on Mondays and Tuesdays from now on, which is going to make Hippie John very upset... Heaven forbid he actually have to stay at Sitton til 9:00 when we're scheduled... the Carthage place takes til 10. Maybe that's cuz Shrek likes to chat with Fiona on the cell phone a lot... well, okay, maybe it's just cuz the place is massive. Shrek's (whose real name is Israel) son, however, doesn't resemble an ogre at all. I actually thought he looked a little like Lucas (but not quite as cute:).
I got to see Rose and Grace for about 30 minutes today... They both got haircuts. I got one yesterday by the way... you can't really tell cuz for some reason it's still doing funny things, but oh well. Anyway, Rose was telling me all about how she is going to be Dorothy in some kind of Wild West Wizard of Oz... I'm pretty excited. She was also bubbling with news that whoever tested her IQ told her she was sure she'd make it in "Challenge," their gifted program. I guess I'm going to have to start living vicariously through her, cuz she's going to get to do all the stuff I couldn't quite cut it at. Fun stuff.
I was depressed last night to realize that I'd worked 5 hard hours for the gas I put in my car on the way home. All in all I made about $3 last night.
I apparently need another job, because there's just not that much saving going on here... once I buy gas and food, make the occasional trip to Wal-Mart (who I'm still boycotting, at least for tonight), and pay off my Compassion kids, I've pretty much gone through my $400ish a month.
I really, really need to get back to going to the Y. (There's another $20 a month.) I keep intending to go on my way home, but I always seem to either end up cleaning later or somewhere else. Tonight would have been a good night finally, but I completely forgot until I got home. Oh well. I have a 10 pound (at least) goal for the summer... we'll see how that turns out.
I really need to clean my room... I have all this spare time, but so far all I've managed is sleeping, planting flowers, reading, watching TV, and working (mostly sleeping, reading, and working). One of these days I'm going to be brave, but it'd kinda be nice if I didn't have to wear a gas mask just to put up with the smell. I'm gonna give up on this pretty soon or it's gonna make me sick. It's mostly in my closet now... another reason not to put up the clothes I wear the most. I've gone through the better part of a bottle of Febreze the last few days. My house is also full of insects, which is really starting to make me mad. We can't have an exterminator because "we'd have to pull all the stuff (crap, in my words) away from the walls." GRR. I'd do it myself. I'm so sick of things crawling along the ceilings and the floors! We'd never pass any kind of health inspection... it's a good thing we're the only ones we're serving food to. I used to be able to keep most of them out by shutting my bedroom door... only now if I leave it shut the smell just intensifies... I'm SO ready to move. My mom doesn't want to move cuz she'd have to go through everything, she says. Well? Grrr.
I saw Mr. Lundien on the news tonight... he was the guidance counselor for that kid that died. It was sad. His mom committed suicide in the garage, and the carbon monoxide went on into the house and killed him. I felt really bad for Mr. L... I know he'll take that really hard. My mom found out the other day that he's going to Webb City to be some kind of tester.
Well, okay, I'm done with this I think (mostly with the smell). I'm not sure how I sleep in here... I guess it's not as bad over there and after a while I just ignore it. Anyway, I'm done with this, and now I will have a May 2006 archive file, which would have really bugged me if it was missing. Bye.
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