jupitersunrise

what a fucking long ass day. holy hell. up at 7:30 this morning to get to work by 9 (got there early, oh yeah!) then worked until 4:30. might i add that my job is boring. all we do is sit around and hang out. yeah it's fucking awesome because we don't have to do anything, but it's BOOOOORING. fortunately the girls with whom I work are some of my best friends, so hanging out all day isn't too rough. but 7 and a half hours of it kinda gets draining. so during work i'm about ready to jump out the window (and land on the ground 3 feet below... but you get the point). afterward, we have a get together with... yes, you guessed it... my girls from work! like i said, it's a good thing i adore them. there was a ton of food and lots of laughs. even got some pictures. i am hoping to get copies, because apparently i was in a hilarious mood and was cracking everyone up. i love to make people laugh, at my own expense sometimes. so anydangway, the plans were to eat food and then shop. because they are girly-girls and they like to do that sort of thing. little do they know... i despise shopping the way most women shop. i'm more like "get an idea of what you want, go to that store, buy it, and go home" not "walk around for an hour in the same store, looking at and touching EVERYTHING you see and only buying a few things because they're cute" gah. i left prematurely because i was about to have a meltdown. i craved to be home. my sweet, sweet home that i have created. it makes me so happy. but, i think i could be home anywhere as long as i have a certain few things there with me. home is where the computer is. hahaha...*trails off*

so yeah. i have to walk my dog because he's been inside all day. *very very very sad face* it wasn't too bad in here though when i got home. roommate left a few things on the counter before she left to go to NH, so he took it upon himself to pull them off and shred them. he hates me being gone. and when i'm here he's right up my ass. how could you not love that?!

i have a fucking huge pimple on my collarbone. it looks like a tiny hickey. that's how big it is. and the bump... ow. just ow.

fortunately, i have an awesome job, so this won't ever need to happen as long as i work there


shit i had a bunch of questions lined up for tonight. hmm. oh well. who really cares about the questions anyway? that's my question to you...