Everybody go buy a car!

The reason I say that is this: If you work for a company that makes something that could go from high demand, to low demand, they will lay you off. Like car parts for example...sometimes sales are up, sometimes they are down. Right now they are down. Which means everybody who works for a company that makes those car parts, aren't needed to make the parts. Like me. 4 FRIGGIN WEEKS. Apparently, we are not needed for 4 weeks. Ok, I am not needed for 4 weeks. Jimmy will be working atleast tonight, I believe they will be laying off everybody eventually, but not yet...4 weeks of no money. I already have very little food in my house, how am I suposed to put food in my house with no money? How am I supposed to feed my cats with no money? How is this suposed to work? I NEED A NEW JOB THAT WON'T LAY YOU OFF EVERY 2 OR 3 MONTHS WHEN THEY AREN'T BUSY. This sucks. 4 weeks of being home not making money. I need to find something to do.

BUT IF EVERYBODY GOES OUT AND BUYS A CAR, I CAN GO BACK TO WORK AND MAKE MONEY! GO BUY A CAR! NOW!

TAKE VITAMINS

Vitamins are good for you. They keep you healthy. I did not take that advise when I should've. I am sick. 2 days ago it felt like somebody had rubbed sand paper all over my throat. But other than that, basically the right side of my face has had it the worst...my right eye does nothing but water, and my right side is really congested. I feel like crap. And working every day while feeling like crap makes me feel even more like crap. This sucks. Take your dang vitamins. Wash your hands. Don't kiss sick people. Don't lick doorknobs. Or grope a doorknob then lick your hand. Don't let people cough in your face. Besides, people who cough in your face aren't very nice. How rude.




It is Frontier Days here in my small town, and just in case it's not just Ginger or somebody who knows me that is reading this, Frontier Days is just a time when people sell more "fair" type food and little crappy expensive nick-naks, and I think there is a rodeo tonight, and there's a parade tomorrow, which I have to be in; since daddy owns the local bycicle shop, he ended up getting a spot in the parade and so we (daddy, momma, cousin Matt, probably other cousins, local kids who go to the shop alot, Tony, and Me, and maybe, if he'll let me, we'll get Sarah and Hayley involved...) will be riding our bikes in the parade. Apparently Tony and I (according to daddy) are going to be riding the tandum (2-seater bike) and towing the sign that says the name of the bike shop on it with phone number, ect. I'm not sure if I am going to be comfortable riding with Tony though, not because I don't trust him, but I know that it is hard to be the "driver", expecially with the extra weight...since it's going to be 2 people; it's hard to steer. But tonight we'll be going over to my dads to figure out of we can do it or not, or maybe we'll just be riding our bikes seperately. I don't know yet. I'm tired. I think I'll go to bed now.

my thumbs hurt :(

Hello, people who don't really read my blog...it is I, the totally awesome Miranda once again here to save the world....or not....Anyways, I know it's been forever since I've actually gotten a chance to be on here, and I know nobody really reads this anyway, but like the totally spifftastic ginger marrie once said, "my life should be a book, this stuff should be written down!!!" So I am doing so...not a whole lot has happend, accept for these few things:

* Sarah and Hayley came home beginning of June...not sure if I've told you that already...but that's not the point...the point is that she went down to Texas for 10 days...and aloud Tom to have the benefit of the doubt in Illinois to have Hayley for that period of time...well, needless to say, Tom was an ass hole and decided that Sarah couldn't have Hayley back...this was all in July...well, somewhere around August 20th, Sarah finally went down to accidentally go steal Hayley back...and now they are both here...Oh yeah, and Sarah got into Butternut Creek, which is awesome, and she's going to work first, and getting paid for it, and the same people doing the work first thing is also going to help her graduate. Which rocks.

* I got hired in at Titan on August 7th. So instead of making $7.90 an hour, I make $8.40 an hour...until like either 60 or 90 days then I get another 50 cents...oh yeah...And I think...unofficially...as of September 1st, Titan was (un)officially under new management...We sold the place FINALLY so I think they took over on the 1st. WOW.

*Tony's birthday is the 12th. I'm not sure what the hell I'm even going to get him, or what we will do, but I have what, 11...10 days to figure that out? GREAT. Anyways, he wants a new cordless power drill thingy that gonna cost the poor, but totally awesome Miranda like $55 or more. Depends on if I want the less crappy one, or the even lesser crappy one...not sure how crappy or un-crappy I'm willing to go...and he mentioned a movie...IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR HIS 18TH BIRTHDAY, LET ME K NOW...he didn't really seemed interested in a strip club...Sarah and I said that first thing-thinking that that's what every 18-year-old guy would want...but he kinda made a funny face at that so hey, fine with me.

* We finally got cable and internet at the house...oh yeah, and a phone line, it's quite nice being able to stay home and play on Rebecca's lap top...it's still kind of hers, she still has to erase all her crap on here....then it can be ours...oh yeah.

* Still haven't gotten that darn tatoo, can't afford it untill Tony gets his awesome job....which HE BETTER GET LIKE THE DAY AFTER HIS 18TH BIRTHDAY...but some day...I will...

And I had a thought...eh, Ginger, I'll just tell you later...anyways...I'm going to go play somewhere else now....fingers hurt from yesterday...I burnt my fingers while foaming at a press....and my thumbs hurt horribly from pressing so hard in the little creases of the foam to make it all stay down...my thumb nails are bruised...or the skin under the nails...thumbs are quite sore....ok I'm going now...BYE

I love me


THE TOTALLY, FRIGGIN AWESOME MIRANDA

"That's Hot..."

Well, as of my last blog, for all of you who actually reads this, I got an appartment. GO ME!!! I live 3 business down Lincoln from Lawerence...I have people down stairs from me that smoke alot of pot. Nice. It's just a one bedroom because that's all tony and i need...my cats are there, and i have no washer or dryer, but that's ok, my momma and daddy love me...i only pay $375 a month, and i have to pay for gas...and that's it...awesome for me...........

And in other news, Ginger's sister doesn't even send her father pictures of the baby! or so i hear...that's not good...jessica, what the heck? drop us a line, i want to see the baby!!!

and in other other news, somebody else close to the family is having a baby...aimed in march...Charlotte! not that i'm suposed to say anything, but like who really reads this other than people who already know? exactly.

and in other other other news, sarah is pretty.

so ha.

ok i'm done. have a plesant 4th 'o' july...no blowing up your hands...

RED

Well, I would just like to say that I'm in the market for an apartment right now, there is this REALLY spiffy one here in town that I want, I'm waiting for the guy to call me back today or tomorrow to let me know if I get it or not. It'll be totally awesome. And as soon as I get that crap all settled out, this is a picture of the next tattoo I want to get, except instead of purple, it'll be red. Which will be awesome as well. Just thought I'd let you all know, but I'm tired now, so I'm going to bed. GOOD NIGHT

Well then...

Alright, in the wonderful world of Miranda's life, this is what's new since my last blog...I did get a new job, finally, I do work 3rd shift at Titan Plastics, and it's actually pretty fun. MOST of the people don't suck there, only one or 2 bitches...anyways, other than that, Rebecca gave her 30 days notice to her land lord like a day or 2 ago, so I now have less than 30 days to get my own apartment. Which is proving to be kind of difficult...and surprisingly, money isn't quite the problem. I think that these land lords are seeing that I've only been working at Titan for 3 weeks and they are nervous...but I'm sure I'll find something. Rebecca is moving to Bellevue temporarily until Butternut Creek becomes available, so we'll see what's going on with that later. Hopefully everything will work out WITHOUT me having to live in my truck for a day or so.
Oh yeah, speaking of my truck, it kind of died yesterday, whatever is wrong with it (we're still working on that issue) fuel is not getting to my engine. No, it's not the fuel pumps, duh, we just replaced those in the fall. It's not the little plug thing *same idea as a fuse* that send electricity to my fuel pumps, so it could be either the brain, or something else, but I don't remember what my dad said it could be. I forgot. Oh well, I'll get going now, so BYE.

EEK!

I have good news!!! I was looking through the shopping guide on the dining room table this morning, and guess what! I found a bunch of job things on there...so I wrote them down and called one about something that said "Customer Services/General Help $602.50/wk and up no experience needed call for one on one interview" so I know have an interview for tomorrow morning at 10:15 am! And it's in south Lansing, so I wouldn't mind driving there, since it'll be a lot less than what I'm driving now...and plus, I think it said the $602 was just part time so I wouldn't mind working that crap...plus it's a regular day job...which is totally awesome...I am so excited for tomorrow! I'll have to make myself look very pretty!!! YAY!!!

And in other news, nothing. Except for this week at Pizza Hut we're going to be screwed..."Trivor the driver" kind of quit on very short notice so for the next week, he may be scheduled but he's not going to be there at all! SO I'M GOING TO BE SCREWED! Anyways, that's really it. So BYE.

Ouch

Well, today I went biking at Ft. Custer with my dad, it was a lot of fun. I will tell you what we saw:
-we went by a little lake and saw several turtles getting sun on a few logs in the lake, like 8 of them, so I took a picture, and then dad and I took a picture of us on a log by a pretty flowery tree
-we saw a couple of swans in another lake, pretty big ones too
-we saw a snake, both him and me almost ran it over, but we didn't, so we went back and took a picture of that too, it tried to look bigger and scarier by widening it's neck to make itself look more like a cobra or something, I swear that when I went by it the first time it had it's mouth open about to bite me, but it didn't.
-also saw a beaver dam, really big, but didn't see any beavers...kind of wished we would've, that would've been interesting
-once we got off the 2-tracker, which was in the first 15 minutes of riding, we noticed that they had burned all the underbrush, for atleast 2 miles, but since both dad and I were wearing yellow-tinted sunglasses, it didn't look as depressing until we took them off...very black, it was just done a week ago.

Surprisingly, there was next to nobody on the trail, we only passed 2 people with a dog walking, so it didn't slow us down too bad. We took the green loop, mostly, at the beginning, we were on a small part of the red loop with was just the trenches, which is great fun, my favorite small easy part...didn't go near granny's garden or the crazy beaver loop where my tree was or anything like that, but it was a lot of fun, and my butt hurts so I know that it was fun, my legs will hurt tomorrow, my butt worse, but that's ok, because it was a lot of fun. I think my mom was kind of jealous, not just because we were biking, that was only part of it, because my dad was talking to her on his cell phone, and he had said "well it's father-daughter day..." and so I said "if she feel jealous, tell her that if she wants we can go spend time together at the mall or something..." ha yeah ok...maybe some time, but I'd need my own money first, atleast a little bit of it.
well, I'm tired and I want to go sit and read my book or something. I would love to sit on something squishy for a while...not that bike seat.

My daddy

Ya know, this morning I was thinking about how this coming Wednesday I will be going biking at Ft. Custer with my daddy. Having a little Miranda-daddy day. He called me this morning and said that Wednesday was okay-ed for him to have it off so we could spend the better part of the day just me and him. After I hung up with him, I just kind of sat there and thought about it for a minute. I tried to put myself in his shoes, if I were him and I had a daughter like me, I would want to try and be a part of my daughter's life too. I know I moved out, and I know I don't get to see my parents as much as I'd like to, but I am fully aware I'm not a little kid anymore, and my parents' schedule doesn't revolve around me anymore like it did when I was a kid. And since I'm trying to make it out in the real world, and they're just trying to live a good life and try to be apart of my life. Which I can only imagine is hard, since I'm either working or cleaning the house, or taking care of Tony's brothers or something...But I do try, when ever my mom asks us to come over for dinner, I always try and make it so both Tony and I can come, sometimes we can't just because of Rebecca's schedule, but most of the time, we can, and we play euchre and my mom always tries to make sure she cooks comfort food or something I like. Since my parents are at the bike shop a lot, I always try and stop by there and see them when I have a chance so I can say hi to them and talk to them and see what's going on in their lives, just because I like to know. It's almost odd, I realized the other day that I call them or talk to them almost every day, weather I call them or they call me, but then after I continued to think about it, I wondered if they knew I was grateful for all the stuff they do for me, like how my dad wants to go and pay my medical bill, and fix my truck, whatever the case is, they always help me out, not just because I can't do it myself, don't get me wrong, I don't expect my parents to always help me out, I could do it on my own, but it would be very hard, but I could do it, but they just do because I am who I am. I am my parents daughter. I'm glad my parents are who they are; I see other kids parents and I am glad my dad is who he is and my mom is who she is. My dad has given me 2 cars and bought me 1, and with all the stuff that parents have done for me, I could never repay them.

But I am looking forward to going biking with my dad this Wednesday, just to be able to spend time with him and talk to him about everything and while doing so, I will probably think back to all the times when I was little and was a "daddy's girl", like when we'd go to the Christmas tree place and my mom and him would find a tree that they'd think they'd like and my dad would put his glove on top so they could keep looking but know that they liked that tree. I like thinking about the little things that made me happy back then.

Well, I guess all I'm really trying to say is that I appreciate my parents, and I love them and I'm glad that they are mine.

untitled *oops*

Alright, nothing has been going on in my life, execpt for the fact that i'm friggin' bored with no life. I have no female friends in my own state. It kind of sucks. I have my Ginger Marrie, and Sarah and I are kind of patching stuff up... But the only spiffy new thing that is going on in my life is: DARCEY IS GETTING A NEW JOB! She's getting a job at the new metal roofing place as a secretary basically...answering phones, paperwork, that kind of crap. Which means that she'll be leaving Pizza Hut! Or atlest she says she may come back on a weekend or two...but that's not too bad...hardly any Darcey. Speaking of Darcey, the last "Rocky" party, she was really really drunk, and it was funny because #1, she was talking to me about I-----I far away from my face...and #2, she laid her head on my boob because she said her head was heavy...then she laid her head on my lap...then she decided she had to pee. It was odd.

Very odd.

Holy Crap

WELL, I HAVE SOME AWESOME NEWS!!! I will try not to go into too much detail, but *clears throat* here it goes:

I need a new job. If you didn't already know that, then where the heck have you been? I work at Pizza Hut for god sakes! So about a month and a half ago, I went to the employment group because it was the slacker way to find a new job since I really didn't have the time to do anything else...And, 2 Thursdays ago, I called employment group and asked if they had anything open for me to attempt to proceed for a job. I emphasized "Spartan Motors" because, duh, daddy has worked there for like 27 years and I've wanted to work there for a long time...I had explained to the chick that my dad is like one of the top 6 or 7 people there who has worked at Spartan Motors the longest...Which is pretty dang good, I think. She recommended that I should ask him to put in a good word for me to the chick who hires people...Since Spartan only hires through employment group...And next time she called looking for new people, she'd put me on the list...So, I called daddy, and asked him if he would put in a word for me...Then Friday, he called me and said "she said she could possible find you a pretty good job...You just need to put in your resume..." I don't have a resume...Until Sunday, when daddy helped me fill one out...And today, Monday, daddy gave it to the Karen chick who hires people and hopefully tomorrow, when Tony and I go to dinner at mom and daddy's house he'll have good news for me! Or hey, my cell number is on the top of the resume maybe she'll go straight to me. THAT WOULD BE AWESOME. I'd but my 2 weeks in like as soon as I possible could...I might wait a while...Like I'd put it in on April 20th (4-20) because that's the day I hired into pizza hut, and as of that day, I get a weeks paid vacation..So I'd take one of my 2 weeks notice as a weeks paid vacation...THAT would be killer....I'm excited...I hope somebody calls me...

Oh, yeah, Ginger, I have a question, why don't you like people who use Google? Just curious...

I accept cash, checks, money orders...sorry, no credit cards.

Well, to add to more crap in my life, i just thought i should let all of you know my bills. Sure, it's personal, but so you can get the full frigging extent of my life right now, the bills are quite a big part of it...HERE WE GO KIDS!!!

1st bill: Legacy Parke; because Tom and Sarah were my roommates, we are splitting the bill...which is EXACTLY $3010. So that's $1505 each. Sarah has promised me that once her and Tom got to Illinois and started working, that every one of her pay checks were going to me. They'd keep Toms and give me hers to pay off their half of the bill. They've been down there since the end of Janurary. Have I seen a penny? No. Even Sarah's mom told me I will probably be paying it alone. That sucks.

2nd bill: Phone; it will be going down as of tomorrow, I am cutting back on minutes because of all of my bills. Right now they are charging me about $100 +/- a month...normally +...

3rd bill: Emergency Room; if you read a previous blog, I did go into the hospital...reguardless, so i don't go into long detail, i owe $2095. (STUPID CATSCAN!)

4th bill: Car Insurance; my lovely parents, in my time of need, told me about 3 or 4 weeks ago that they could hardly aford the insurance for their Taurus, my brown truck, and their new Explorer...and that my insurance for my truck would be ending at the end of Feburary. So on the 24th, I had to purchuse my own car insurance, which, surprisingly is only $103.something a month...not too bad, but with all my other bills, it sucks...

5th bill: Most recent ticket; since i had my accident, i owe $111 for that stupid thingy so i still have to figure that out too...if I go tomorrow and talk to them they'll let me pay like $20 every 2 weeks...so that's $40 a month...for almost 3 months...

6th bill: Living Expences or "Rent"; because I live with Rebecca and Tony, it's not really free...other than chores and watching Tony's little brothers, I have a few other things I get to take care of...the sbc bill...which includes the phone line and internet...and the Cable TV...normally both add up together to be about $200 every 2 months.

I also have to put gas in my truck, food in my kitty's belly, and buy the things i need every day, like make up, shampoo, "girly things" when necessary. So lets add up my bills per month:

1. minimum of $100 to Legacy Parke

2. minimum of $75 for cell phone (after I cut down on minutes)

3. figuring $20 minimum after I finally call and straighten it out

4. $103.change for Car insurance

5. $40 for stupid ticket

6. approximately $200 for gas, cable, phone and necessities.

Add that together and I get $538 per month. (For the first 3 months, then it will go down to $498 per month.) Now lets figure out what I make per 2 weeks: Lately, i've been getting crappy hours, so I've brought home for the last 3 pay checks about $245. That's only $490 per month. BUT you include TIPS, which, if i think about it...hold on...need calculator...ok, i'm back...i make maybe if i'm lucky $100 in tips per week...so if i figure that into my pay checks, that's still only $445 per 2 weeks...you'd think that would be enough, right? Then WHERE THE HELL IS MY MONEY GOING? Oh, wait, I know, i suck at math, and i'm guessing at literally all of this because if i was really making that much per month I would not be bitching. I've even stopped eating fast food. GINGER, i stopped eating McDonalds! Because if i had the money, i'd be paying the stupid people back! I can't even aford the stupid dollar menu! What the hell!?!?!?!?!?!

I have no money right now. I have less that half a tank of gas, and i work tomorrow. Friday. Busy day. And I don't get paid until next Friday. Which I already promised Legacy Parke $100 of that, and I have to pay my phone bill, and i need to pay off that ticket, and i need to call the hospital people and straighten things out. OH MY GOD! I FORGOT A BILL! Because I got a ticket for speeding 5 over the limit, they also got me for not having proof of insurance when i was driving Tony's truck. Since it was Tony's fault, i wanted him to call his dad, to make a long story short, i paid the ticket anyway, even though it was wavable, but now the stupid government is charging me $200 that i have to pay in a month or they will suspend my licence. It's less than a month now, it's like maybe 22 days. Whatever. As I said, I take cash, check, money orders, but sorry, my ass crack is not somewhere for you to slide your credit card. Almost wish it was, if i was getting money out of it...(no i'm not a whore. I promise. I'm just really desperate.)

I never thought...

I never thought I would ever, ever, ever in a million years have to compete with a game. I am not sure anybody can relate to this, but since my boyfriend/fiancée, Tony, is a year and some younger than me, he is a regular high school guy who obsesses a tiny bit over his play station..It used to be, back a year ago, that he'd obsess over one specificc game for a week or two, every single day he'd play it, then get bored and move on..to hunting or fishing, or movies, or sleeping, something else. Then, after another month or something, he'd play some other game for a week or two but once again get bored. Then, for Christmas, his little brothers, Nick, 8, and Nate, 6, get a ps2...those really skinny ones...which comes with a Ethernett cable...which connects that stupid little thin box to the internet...and sinceTony is the big brother, and Nick and Nate can't seem to keep from getting grounded from the play station, Tony keeps it in his room...he has been obsessing over this one stupid army-kill people game for over a month now. Allow me to tell you what he has done this past weekend...

Friday: no school.Woke me up, got me to get in the shower...from 11am until 5:00 he was on the bed playing that stupid game...he had to be to work at 5:15. He got home at maybe 9:30, stripped out of his work clothes and played the game until 5:00 in the morning...leaving me out on the couch, since I can not watch that game anymore...

Saturday: Wake up at 1pm because Tony has to be at work at 2:30. Immediately starts playing the game until 2:10. Got home at 8, played the game yet again until 4:45am, leaving me again on the couch.

Sunday: Wake up 9:15am, Tony has to work at 11am...(we were really short staffed at work this weekend) surprisingly, didn't make me get up, or start playing his game. BUT, he got home at 8pm, and jumped on his game the second he came home. I had to drive to Grand Ledge for work tonight, so I didn't get home until almost 11pm.

But it is now 1:30, and at about 1am, I decided that I hadn't spent enough time with my honey...expecially since I haven't gotten "any" in a full 7 days because of my little hospital incident..nervous to do anything "fun"...But, I figured, 'hey, I'm better now, why not.' And about a week and a half ago he said he wants to be "surprised"; ya know, not expect it...so I walked in there, sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a "look"...he had asked me to move. Apparently his "clan" he's in is having a challenge match against another little "clan". I believe he said he was a "FH" which stands for "fallen heros". He said "it's not like I don't want to, but I just want you to come back in a little while when I'm done..." So I am. And I think "a little while" will be in another week. OUCH! or as Kelso from that 70's show would say "BURN!!!" so whatever I guess.

E.R. Is slow.

Well, let's start from the beginning...I had a urinary tract infection for like a month. But on Sunday night, Feb. 12th, after I got out of work, I noticed that I had some lower back pain...But I didn't think much of it. Monday morning, my stomach hurt a little bit, I thought I was just hungry, but I ate and nothing got better. As the day progressed, it had gotten worse and worse, and by 10pm, it hurt so bad I was crying. It sucked. So at 11pm, I ended up going to the emergency room to figure out was wrong with me. They figured out that my u.t.i. had traveled up my something or other into my left kidney and my kidney was swollen and pissed off. They said that it was because the u.t.i. wasn't taken care of fast enough. So they gave me a shot in the butt and took a cat scan of my tummy to make sure I didn't have a kidney stone or anything and sent me with a prescription and sent me home. Every thing is much better now, it only hurts when I do too much work, or have anything touch my left side of my lower back or stomach. But it should be better in a couple of days.

Finally

Well, since I had messed up my truck exactly 1 week from today, it works. It's still in good shape. All we fixed were the head lights, the radiator over-flo bottle, and pushed the bumper back in. My dad says he will be buying me a new bumper and a new grill some day, hopefully here soon...

And in other news, nothing. Nothing cool or new has happened lately. Literally nothing. And it kind of sucks. So I'll shut up now. OK? OK.

MOTHER FRIGGIN A

Well, yesterday, Febuary 2nd, 2006, I got into an accident. I was on my first friggin delivery of the night, it was about 5:28 in the evening...There was a train passing by on north Cochran, right by the street known as Amity...I was probably the 10th car back...Then suddenly, the train was over. I saw the second car in front of me start moving, and the SUV in front of me did the same...So I moved. I looked down for literally 1 second...But when I looked up, there was the car...Stopped. And BOOM. I hit them...
Now, my first reaction was "HOLY FREAKIN SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" Then I got out of the car and asked if the 2 old people in the car was ok...They were...I apologized like 10 times and then called the police. Then, to my surprise, the guy on the other line of 911 asked "are you the Pizza Hut truck?" and of course I said yes, as I watched non other than Bobby Vaine and his brother run out of the house...I tried to hide my face, but it didn't work, he saw me and pointed at me and laughed a little...ggrrr...Anyways, after I hung up with the 911 guy, I continued to call Gary at work to driver me in, and explained why. He said "no problem" which was good...Then I called my father at his bike shop, and that was when I started to cry...And all he could say was "it's ok, I'm not mad, do you want me to come over there?" but I said no because I didn't' want to look a totally idiot, like I had to have my daddy there because I'm a baby...So try and call Tony...He didn't answer. Then the cop came, and lo and behold...It was Officer Montague...The same cop from my last accident...I was now crying a little bit stronger, despite my attempts to make it stop...I was really scared because I have 2 tickets that still haven't been paid...One being 1-10 over and a no proof on insurance, which is crap, it's Tony's dad's fault, he didn't send over the insurance card...But anyways, they sent me a thing saying that they were going to suspend my license here pretty soon...So I had explained this to Montague thinking he might impound my car or something...But he said that he wasn't going to do that and then I calmed down and stopped crying...Then after I had gotten my stuff back and gotten my ticket and such I finally got hold of Joey, who was at Tony's house, and he told Tony, who was in the shower, and they ended up coming at getting me and I called my dad back and told him the truck would be in the Johnson Lumber parking lot and he came and looked it and made me feel better because he gave me a hug and said it would be ok and I went back to work just to be sent home again because I had no car and then I went home. But God, I feel so stupid. I can't believe I was so stupid. It makes me sad, I was going to buy that truck in a week. Now it will be a bit longer, but my dad will be fixing the car, and all will be well, I hope, but I still have a bunch of bills to pay. THAT SUCKS.

this is funny...

Ok, i was editing my profile about 40 seconds ago and i wanted a new random question...and i came across one that asked "if you were a wrestler, what would be your ending move?" and since my lovely boyfriend is a wrestler, i actually have been paying attention and know a few moves! and how to get someone into them...

So i want every body to go read my profile and see my answer...which is pointless, because i'm going to tell you what it was: A DOUBLE-GRAPEVINE. Which is quite embarassing for the other player...
first, ground rules for those of you who are unfimilar with wrestling in high school...to pin somebody is to get both sholder-blades of your opponent to touch the ground for like 2 seconds...
now i'll explain the DOUBLE-GRAPEVINE. (you must say it loudly or it loses it's effect)
you are the person on top (please don't think dirty) your opponent is on his back, but his sholder-blades are not touching the ground...you are facing him, he facing you...you grab his wrists...somewhere between the elbow and the wrist, actually...and entangle your legs with his by wraping them around his...like your left with his left...your right with his right...not both clumped together...it won't work otherwise...then, with your hip preasure, you push your "happy place" or crotch for god sakes into his stomach while pulling his legs apart and out with yours, and holding his arms out by pulling really hard on them...your opponent will get pinned. and you will win and you get food afterwards. GO YOU.

wrestling is quite a dirty sport, if you think about it, you grab other guys butts, you get your face shoved in places you don't normally want it to be...but it's very entertaining to watch, if you're me, and you know they all have these new tight singlets...and some of those guys, even some of the heavy weights, since they aren't fat this year, have nice butts...and legs...and abs...and arms...the charlotte wrestling team is quite hot this year...ginger marrie, i wish you'd come to a meet with me...why don't you just fly here for next saturday's meet...you'll be home by sunday...ha ha i wish...anyways, i guess i've written enough, i'm sorry if i grossed you out by my vivid wrestling move...but trust me...if some guy wants to be stubburn or something...pin his ass with my lesson here today. HELL YEAH.

p.s. i think i found a picture on line...please do not be grossed out...it's actually really cool to see happen...tony did it the other day, and he won. he was so happy, plus, that move isn't the easiest to get yourself into...

I like cookies

I made cookies yesterday. They are chocolate chip. They are very good. Especially with milk...milk. Does a body good...Ha anyways, I'm just hanging out here at my home, playing with the super high speed internet, wondering how long Rebecca's now ex boyfriend will still be here before she kicked him out...She's all saying "yeah, you can stay here until you find your own place. But I still expect to have every one of your pay checks every week that are only $400 because your ex-wife takes the other $400 because she sucks. But if you piss me off, you are so out sooner." I don't really know who I believe or side with, I guess I should just stay out of it and listen to both of them when they tell me stuff...Which seems to be the problem of my stress...As soon as one comes home, the first thing they do is vent. And that's fine, but then they slightly try to pull me in the situation...Then the first one will leave or go to work or take a nap and then the next one comes in and does the same exact thing. But as I said, I'm an innocent bystander. I'll just keep it that way and keep out of it.

Well, I have gotten word from my ginger marrie, and I am excited. Ginger, I am sorry I wrote that stupid blog, I was in a weird way...And slightly confused...But you should enlighten me on what's going on in old cali...oh, hey, by the way, you guys should go to santa cruz board walk...We went there and it was so much fun...Especially at sun set...And Tony says that it was the place where they filmed that movie "the lost boys" and stuff...And there were these shake things, I'm not sure what the heck they were, I didn't like them, but they had these little balls of what felt like jelly or something in the bottom and Tony's step-mom loved them...But I can't think of what they were called...Oh well.

so, everybody, how's it going? Probably a little bit better than me...

oh, yeah, I still have more news...See the picture up in the corner? WELL, that's going to be my next tattoo...I have one on my wrist, it's star out line with a symbol of friendship in the middle...Dude, ginger, you should totally come back and get a spiffy tattoo with me, it's so much fun! (You'd be surprised...) oh, yeah, ginger, imagine this, MY OWN MOTHER WANTS ME TO TAKE HER WHEN I GET MY NEXT TATTOO...SHE WANTS A TATTOO TOO! Isn't that hard to believe? She actually hasn't convinced my dad that yet, but she's working on it...I think it's funny. My mom wants a tattoo. Alright, I have written enough, Ginger, either email me or something, please...BYE BYE BYE

oh where, oh where has my little ginger gone?

WELL, I have missed my Ginger for quite some time now, and I wonder where she has gone? OH YEAH, she's in California with her boyfriend and I don't know who else! THAT SUCKS! Why can't she come home now and tell me all about it like she always does? Why can't she tell me about it before she even comes home? Why can't she tell me about it NOW!?!?! I feel like I have been so left in the dark. It makes me sad. GINGER! IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I MISS YOU! COME BACK TO ME!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???

well, in other news, i have lost my appartment and my best friend. wouldn't you be upset if your roommates, including your best friend and her husband, left a bunch of important stuff at the appartment on the last day, and you moved it knowing they didn't have a car to move it and would want it, then was threatened to get your ass beat and accused of steeling, when all you were trying to do was help and then got the cops called on the one who moved the stuff, my boyfriend, and had one hour to bring this chair to their house, just to find out they didnt' really call the police on you? so now my best friend showed me such great respect by lying to me about calling the police on my boyfriend, when she was told not 2 hours before by her mother that it would be a stupid move that would screw up our friend ship. wouldn't you be mad too?

and now they are moving to illinois and won't give me one penny of the $4000 that we owe to our appartment complex so instead of getting a car that works or my own appartment with my boyfriend, i get to rot at my boyfriends mom's house, paying all of my money to Legacy Parke. besides, why the hell would i want an appartment of my own or my own car? what the hell was i thinking anyway...

Anyways...