I pulled off your wings, then I laughed

i hate when i have those kind of dreams, when they're so realistic that when you wake up you're so confused between reality and whats not. one time i had a dream that my parents said they were getting back together and it was so great and then i woke up and realized welp, that would never happen. i've been thinking about that lately, i haven't seen my parents just standing next to each other since i was probably 15, probably not even in the same room or house. i remember when i was little my whole family would go to kmart (i know, when it wasn't ghetto) off main st and go to the cafe and drink icees and one time in particular i remember all of us closely squeezed into one booth and thinking, wow... this is my whole family. here. at kmart. anyways, the point is sometimes i think i'd give anything just to have all of us squeezed in a booth again, even just for one minute. no one would have to say anything, actually i'd perfer it that way, just looking around at each other's faces. wow.

i got work out of the marriott hotel today instead of an office for our pipeliners convention/school whatever the hell they call it. all i know is everytime i saw someone i looked down and saw cowboy boots. and there were about 700 people there haha. it's kind of exciting, i talk to all those people and more on the phone all day everyday and to see them and see their name tags but they don't know who i am is so exciting, it's like i'm a little kid again playing spys. i'm going out with two older ladies tomorrow night to their banquet, should be interesting. we're going to a bar before which really isn't my cup of tea but for some reason i'm still going, hopefully i won't end up like elaine on seinfield when she drank too much at her work's christmas party. we'll see what happens. and that's why i love this blog because i can type whatever the heck i want and i'm pretty sure no one reads it, i could add 'blogger friends' on here but i decided not to. it's like my journal but because i love typing it's so much more fun. anyways......


music: pinback = greatness.... i hate how stupid i feel when i hear how good a band is from someone and it takes me so long to listen to them and when i do they are so freakin good.


my boss was standing over my shoulder and wanted me to type 'INSIDE GUARD' and i was nervous and typed 'INSIDE GAURD'.... spelled it wrong. refer to previous blog.

so liz sent me a picture of her new boyfriend and he is so freakin good looking it's ridiculous, way to go girl.... can't wait to be in a wedding finally haha

i had my aunt and cousins over in my NEW condo, good times good times. i was such a good entertainer, warmed up pizza and got an extra chair ect. did the best i could for my new little bachelorette pad (i decided to call it that)

we made fun of idol gives back show because when all the celebrities went and visited people in poverty they wore fancy stylish clothes, big sunglasses, and gold giant dangling earrings...... puhlease people, have some respect.... you could take them out of poverty most likely by just selling those things on your body to give to them. lamo.

by the way, tornado warning + 4th night living alone = scary

that's all for now, goodnight. i'll write back to say how tomorrow night goes.... wierd.