i went to my friend jen's house last night. she lives about a 1.5 hour drive away from me, which isn't too far i guess. but i haven't seen her since october. reasons: it's boring there, there are 3 people there who smoke and it makes me nauseous, i always come home and shed everything i'm wearing and put it in my laundry basket and anything else that retains the smell of cigarettes - i try to let air out for a few days, and jen sorta bugs me after about 5 minutes of being with her. sometimes it doesn't even take that long. i feel bad, but i have come to hate going there. their house is really gross and i just feel dirty once i am gone. maybe i'm just a clean freak. maybe they're just really dirty. who knows.
when i was there last night, i went to put a bowl i had used in the dishwasher and when i opened the dishwasher door, it slammed down and hit my foot really really hard. i kinda stood there, paralyzed by the sharp pain, and then processed it and was like "ow!" then i proceeded to say this, in mock fashion: "hey nicolle, watch out for the dishwasher door, you have to hold onto it or else it falls quickly, and then watch your foot." i was sorta upset that jen didn't say something like that. wouldn't you think that'd be kinda... oh, i don't know, nice? bah. now i have a huge bubble on my foot and it's sorta tender and turning blue-ish. woo fun. then about an hour later, jen's brother steven was showing me that his cat does tricks like a dog (jumps for a treat, plays fetch). he uses a fake mouse to get the cat's attention. so he goes to throw the mouse and i'm just sitting there nonchalantly chatting when all of a sudden something whips me right in the forehead. steven fucking hit me with the mouse, because he was trying to throw it over my head into the other room. it didn't work. i just sat there astonished like... what the fuck is up with tonight? my name is MUD!
so anywho. i got some new pants and a pair of crop pants last night. i needed the crop pants badly because all of the ones from last year aren't going to fit me anymore (woohoo). i also got a new belt, because my other ones don't fit in the loops on my newer pants. what the crap. MORE MONEY SPENT. oh well, it all went on the credit card, which i'll be paying off soon. fucking credit cards. they're almost done! hoo rah.
sorry if this was too much for you to read. it's 7:08 PM on a saturday evening and I HAVE NOTHING TO DO TONIGHT. woohoo...
when i was there last night, i went to put a bowl i had used in the dishwasher and when i opened the dishwasher door, it slammed down and hit my foot really really hard. i kinda stood there, paralyzed by the sharp pain, and then processed it and was like "ow!" then i proceeded to say this, in mock fashion: "hey nicolle, watch out for the dishwasher door, you have to hold onto it or else it falls quickly, and then watch your foot." i was sorta upset that jen didn't say something like that. wouldn't you think that'd be kinda... oh, i don't know, nice? bah. now i have a huge bubble on my foot and it's sorta tender and turning blue-ish. woo fun. then about an hour later, jen's brother steven was showing me that his cat does tricks like a dog (jumps for a treat, plays fetch). he uses a fake mouse to get the cat's attention. so he goes to throw the mouse and i'm just sitting there nonchalantly chatting when all of a sudden something whips me right in the forehead. steven fucking hit me with the mouse, because he was trying to throw it over my head into the other room. it didn't work. i just sat there astonished like... what the fuck is up with tonight? my name is MUD!
so anywho. i got some new pants and a pair of crop pants last night. i needed the crop pants badly because all of the ones from last year aren't going to fit me anymore (woohoo). i also got a new belt, because my other ones don't fit in the loops on my newer pants. what the crap. MORE MONEY SPENT. oh well, it all went on the credit card, which i'll be paying off soon. fucking credit cards. they're almost done! hoo rah.
sorry if this was too much for you to read. it's 7:08 PM on a saturday evening and I HAVE NOTHING TO DO TONIGHT. woohoo...
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ll_bean_j:
owowow. I'm hoping to get final word on this Sherman St apartment. It's got a brand NEW dishwasher 
Credit cards can blow me. I mean I have one, but seriously, I hate it. Hope your foot feels better 
Credit cards can blow me. I mean I have one, but seriously, I hate it. Hope your foot feels better
ll_bean_j:
Yeah i've found you have to be really choosy in that area. Some apartments are nice and renovated but there are still some dumps here and there. maybe you'll end up upstairs from me 