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Sunday, September 12, 2004


*thunk*
Uuuugh, man, I can't wait to move away. Today has been one of my pissy days. I couldn't get any rest last night and I tried to sleep again only to remain awake on my bed with a cat and several kittens sleeping around my legs. So after an hour or two of just laying there I got up feeling grumpy as ever. Soon as I stepped in the door way of my room I was asked to run an errand. Grumbling I did so only to have my ride (mother) argue with my little brother the whole time. Just so you know mother grates on my nerves so badly, just like my sister Emily. Soon as I hear them talk I just want to choke them, probably due to all the crap they had put me through through out my life. Anyway, mother's driving is pretty bad and she's paranoid of getting into a crash so I got a little pissy (at this time I still haven't fully woken up, it usually takes me about an hour or two to become fully coherent). Once I ran my errand I came home and darted to my computer to try to write in some of my fanfictions (YAY! SAINT SEIYA!). That didn't work out because of writer's block (but last night I wrote in 4 different stories, yay me!). So I was surfing the net, looking at cos-play, yes I am a cos-play loving freak, when I get a phone call from my friend. She's in town and is visiting our buddy, Kristi and had invited me over. It's not like I hate Kristi's place but it's soooo freaking boring over there, plus I'm highly allergic to one of her dogs. So I declined and instead invited her over to my place where we could watch a movie or something. Well, my buddy declines and that's all cool. She hung up to watch a two movies with Kristi, while that was going on I was being harrassed by freaking 13 year olds on my AIM. >_< DAMN IT!! I'm like this magniate for the weirdos. They think they are all adult but they are just adolesent children that at times just grate on my nerves and I just want to reach through my monitor and choke the hell out of them. That would feel soooo good. Anyway, I had about two of these 13 year old girls hit on me and they know I'm a 21 year old woman (what the hell is wrong with them?). Well, my friend calls back up and invites me to coffee so I grab my sister and we run over to a 24 hour dinner where the FUCKING WAITRESS tells us that everyone needs to order something or leave. She was a rude one too, she only stopped by our table about 3 times when she went by everyone else about 7 times the whole time we where there. Anyway, talking to the group was great we cracked so many jokes that if you were next to us you would probably think we were on crack or some other happy drug. After that we went to Kristi's where they threw a clean sheet over a chair to let me sit. The dog I was allergic too had to stay out side but I was still itching like HELL. >_< Freaking Jesus I hate itching like that it's so freaking horrid. I had to be careful not to touch my face or my eyes would swell up like a toad. So while I sat there my sister watched Hellsing (Crispen Freeman can do a nice crazy guy. =D) I had a big boned guy sitting right in my way of the TV so I was stuck there doing nothing except for giving Billy a back rub and looking at his Gothic Band pictures that he had (which didn't tickle my fancy). Ken, they big boned guy in front of me, had a hairy neck. Oh my god... *shudders* I can't stand hairy necks or backs. I can bearly stand hairy chests. It's just sooooo eeeew. So I got horrified from that... Kristi showed me some interesting Unicorn pictures (she's a unicorn freak), and Jaime got a headache and went to bed with out saying anything. *shrugs* Meh, what ever.
Tomorrow is my eldest sister's birthday, I think she'll be 28. I'm not really looking forward to it because I'm not much of a birthday person (past tragedies and all). I think I'll just skip the party like I have for everyone else this year. I'll find something to give to her though, even if it's just a cheep dragon poster just as long as it looks good and can withstand her ability to break things.

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