okay. tired, but talked myself into watching the movie, dedication directed and produced by Justin Theroux. He is from SFU and he was the hot HOThot Scottish guy from Charlie's Angels. Oppphhhfff. He is good looking. So, I thought I would support him and netflix it. It had Billy Crudup and Tom Wilkinson in it and it was AWESOME. One of those quirky movies that I love so much.

I could talk about movies forever, you realize. Feel lucky that I don't keep going on and on.

Work tomorrow at 10:50 (10:30 if you include the walk/bus ride). Will bring mini dvd player. Am rebel and feel like watching dvds. Will also bring water. Need to hydrate after over a week of JUST pop. Ridiculous, I know. Wonders never cease! I AM ALIVE!

Will also bring the bottomless bag of candy that I bought during the trip. There is no eating healthy until that shit is gone. And the candy apple I keep shuffling from bag to fridge in different states. Will eat it, it will STILL be good, damn it.   

Pssssh. Trip update? We went to Arkansas and Texas and everywhere in-between. Twas fun, we got hit on at the Renesaince (sp?) fair and by truckers in their huge semis (compensating?). Asked to high-five! every other minute at six flags. Told them to FUCK OFF finally, and they left it alone. Wimped out on the pirate ship that goes upside down. Their hesitation was RIDICULOUS. If I'd have been strapped in and we'd have done it without the 5-10 minute wait and the kids screaming, I would have done it. I just saw my doom and got off. Jo, V, and Laura survived, thank God. 

Came home and did laundry... woot. Was amazed actually, thought that would have waited until the last minute. Smuggled all the leftover booze in my bag and is now in my fridge waiting to be drunk. Ohhhhh dos equis. I love you. And Captain, oh my captain. You are so good.

Just realized I should have gotten Tommie something... whatever. Will do next time.

And am ridiculously excited at the thought of the babes coming up to Iowa. Nothing was really set, they just said, "hey, maybe we'll come up sometime." But we spent over a week together, non-stop. Am not used to this alone-time. Literally, I am alone almost 100% of the time, unless at work or Tommie is around, and that is not often. He comes and goes saying random shit. Literally, I got home and he was excited for about 5 minutes, came in and joked about smacking me in the ass, and left. That's more than what usually happens. Then it's Vicky. She and I usually hang out 1 night a week (to watch shows). Not sure what's going to happen this summer... Meh, we'll figure it out.

You know what? I should stop talking, before I embarrass the shit out of myself. You guys may think I am a weird for not doing much and being alone all the time, but I like it. If I wanted a life, I would go out and get one.

Speaking of which, I need a job. May look into Mecca, a drug rehabilitation place. There. There will be my friends. Drug addicts. Better yet, they are teenage drug addicts. /joke. (I never know if you guys get my sarcasm...)

Moving on up.... oh yeah.