kayla_

There was something absolutely beautiful about this weekend. I almost feel cheesy. It was just peaceful. I got to pretend that everything in the world was perfect. It was. For three days or so the world was just perfect.

I slept in a bed made of fucking heaven. I had great food. Great company. Great sex. No, fucking amazing sex. We had fun shopping around the mall and spending way too much money. I loved laying in the sun by the pool and just feeling warm. ("This must be what a chicken in the oven feels like"). We bought a PS2 and played that for a while. I liked making breakfast yesterday morning. It really waslike a mini vacation only a mile away from home.

Now I'm back at work. So my stress meter is up. But I still get to go home to the best man ever. I get to see funny things like him trying to fix the cable.
"Better or worse when i moved this wire?"
"same"
"better or worse?"
"same"
"better or worse?"
"better, no, i was lying. its the same"


I get such enjoyment out of these things (like torturing nathan )

oh my heck. and i get paid today. what could make this week better!?

Oh yeah, i ts almost my birthday!
i don't know what i'm getting. i wanted an ipod mini. but i also wanted a bike. i don't think i'm getting either. i think nathan should just surprise me since i'm so fickle.

http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/registry.html/002-6966934-7394408?%5Fencoding=UTF8&id=CONU8Y8LWVQS

Ya know, just in case you have a few dollars to throw around and want to buy me a birthday present

I should give this link to my parents so they can buy me stuff too

Well, back to work. 20 minutes till lunch. Hooray for that at least.

I you all