Three days later and there's still a box of text books waiting to be sold. And waiting to join the other textbooks. It looks like they're headed for the garbage at this point unless I can find somebody who wants a box of computer books. Tonight I'm going to college for a night. I'm excited about it. My nails are too long, and I shaped my eyebrows funny, but I am excited to see what college has to say to me this time about a program I've wanted to take for years. Months. Depends on how you look at it.
My dad is being a jackass. I love him but sometimes I don't know what to do about his little dramaticat moments.
Z-bitz turned 25 yesterday. Her facebook page was filled with Happy Birhtdays from people I don't even know but am probably related to somehow. 25, engaged, with a son and a daughter. Wonder if she ever thought her life would turn out like this and if that's what she envisioned for her quarter century.
I'm past mine. So I win the world.
Motley Crue presale fanclubbywhatever tickets went on sale online today. So pissed that I still don't get to see them and be all crazy 4th row fuck. I've been closer to George Jones then I've been to Motley Crue! And it was awesome. <3
But I thought before I died that I'd get my mom and I in to fucking meet the band and sit in one of the first 4 rows at a Motley Crue show.
I need to figure out something sweet to do for my sweety tonight when he's off work and I'm outta college. I don't know what but I'm thinking maybe I'll get him a flower, and tea and a cookie and we'll go down to the legislature grounds to see the Christmas lights.
If I don't pluck my eyebrows down to nonexistance before then. Why are they so irritated?
