Wednesday, November 29, 2006
It still hurts
Not all the time, not even often, but sometimes it still hurts, and I’m sick of it.

Everyday I tell myself I’m doing SO MUCH BETTER. And 99% of the time, I am. I’m awesome. Then some silly little thing triggers some silly little memory and I have to stop, close my eyes, and regain my composure. Today it was packing tape. How ridiculous is that? I was thinking of sending out Christmas packages soon and wondering if I could still find that cute seasonal packing tape like they have sometimes at Old Navy.

That made me think of the packing tape I bought there around Valentines Day a few years ago.

That made me think of the package I wrapped with tape covered in little pink and red hearts and dropping it off at the post office one day after work.

That made me think of the man at the drop off smiling and saying “Looks like someone’s in love.”

That made me realize I don’t go to the post office anymore. I don’t put together fun little care packages full of silly presents and tasty treats for anyone anymore. I don’t buy rolls of seasonal packing tape and smile at the nice man who thinks I’m in love.

I’m not in love anymore.

Thursday, November 16, 2006
For lack of a better idea....
In a word...

Yourself: Progressing
Your partner: Missing
Your hair: Aggravating
Your mother: Hopeful
Your father: Oblivious
Your favorite item: Bed
Your dream last night: Forgotten
Your favorite drink: Pepsi
Your dream car: Big
Your dream home: Cozy
The room you are in: Office
Your ex: Fluffy
Your fear: Bugs
Where you want to be in ten years: Closer
Who you hung out with last night: Angie
What you're not: Ready
Muffins: Blueberry
One of your wish list items: Kitchenaid
Time: Wasted
The last thing you did: Ate
What you are wearing: Comfy
Your favorite weather: Rain
Your favorite book: Novel
Last thing you ate: Twix
Your life: Frantic
Your mood: Tired
Your best friends: All
What are you thinking about right now: School
Your car: Messy
What are you doing at the moment: Blooooogging
Your summer: Distant
Relationship status: Happy
What is on your tv: A candle
What is the weather like: Springy
When is the last time you laughed: Accounting

Stay tuned for the tale of the miracle dollar and the evil coke machine of doom!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Didja miss me?
I know, I know. I'm just boring at the moment. I figure if I bore myself I'll probably bore the hell out of everybody else. I just don't anything too fabulous, I'm not seeing anyone (who has the freakin time?), school is keeping me HELLUH busy, and I have found myself planted firmly in the rut of my life. I guess I just didn't see the point in sharing the dull.

My social life is better than before but still not great. I find myself shaking my groove thang at dances on a fairly regular basis which adds to the smokin hot body I'm workin on. That and going to the gym every. freaking. day. At the Halloween Howl (where I was a smokin hot pirate) there was a karaoke stage. And we all know how the Smith girls feel about karaoke. I rocked the hizzy with I Will Survive, people were on their feet, singing along, stopping and standing at the door. It was awesome. Also some strange guy in a hazmat suit kept following me around but wouldn't talk to me.

Business law sucks. I don't think I'm learning anything. Honestly, if someone sat me down right now and told me to write a list of what I've learned in that class, I would say "Professor Lewis greatly enjoys the sound of his own voice....and also needs to comb his hair..."

After business law, every monday wednesday friday, I go to McDonald's, which is probably slowing down the smokin hot bod. I don't care. Is tasty and I get to hang out with my Angie friend. I was also wanting to win 5 million dollars in mcDs monopoly. Sadly, I didn't have the all important fourth railroad.

I love psychology. Is great. Is fun, I like my teacher, I really want to know "Why I do the things I do", which is good, cuz that's all he ever says.

Math sucks! SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS!!!!! I get 100% on the homework, 100% on the quizes, and still manage to fail the tests. I somehow get the feeling that the problem doesn't lie in me.

I am going to be an accountant when I grow up. Today...for now. I like it, I'm good at it, and I can make lots of money. The end.

I also have very cute new hair. It's short, and choppy, and dark red and blonde. My mom "can't decide". I don't know what she thinks she needs to decide, it's my hair, but I guess she's the one that has to look at it.

Anyway, I have now officially blogged. See ya in another six weeks.