OOOOOOkay, first off i'd like to record this playlist for my own future reference just in case i'm ever in this mood again and want perfect music:
Deep bass- Scapegoat wax
Be for real- Afghan whigs
She said, she said- Beatles
Beautiful- Belle and sebastian
Short skirt, long jacket- Cake
What i am- Edie Brickell
Independent woman- Elbow
Hooked on a feeling (the OOGACHACKA version)
Laid- James
The remedy- Jason Mraz (dangerously trendy, checkin myself before i wreck myself)
Hands- Jewel (shaddup)
My robot- Looper
Long hard road out of hell- Marilyn Manson+Sneaker pimps (?)
Common people- Pulp
Don't Push- Sublime
...
Now that that's out of the way, i have a new car that left me stranded at my dad's house, and as much as i love my dad, i hate the car for it. Her name is Carlita Lolar... it "car" and "lolita" all shoved together twice. Jonny's parents, and his uncle are all angels though, and not just because they're all SOOOO christian (well maybe... yeah, probly, nevermind). Well, they had no money to help us out with the car when it broke, but the next day they got some unexpected cash and took it as a sign that god wanted them to fix the car. So, they bought all the parts and Jonny's uncle and dad fixed it... and would take NO money. They spent 400 on parts alone. Jonny's mom told me [ tiny latin accent] "all i ask you is for you to come to church with us tonight" [/ tiny latin accent]. Then before i left their house after church to come back to Champaign (3 hours away), Jonny's dad, who speaks very limited english, had mom, Jonny's little brother Jeff, him and me (jonny got back to Champaign) join hands while he prayed for 5 minutes in spanish for my safe return and for Jonny's and my relationship, i believe. I think he was also praying for me to become a christian so i could convert their son, but sesame street didn't teach me that much spanish. The sweetest, most genuine hardcore christians i've ever met in my life.
ANYway, made it back in one piece and i've sworn off travel for a little while. Heard some really good music on the radio that put me in a good mood... brown eyed girl, baby got back, nothing else matters, and so on... heard the metallica 10 minutes after i thought that i would really like to hear some metallica, anything before that load crap. Voila. Someone likes me. I was in such a good mood that i didn't even care that i accidently went 15 miles in the wrong direction on 74 off of 57. And it really should have pissed me off because i was 10 minutes from home when i made the wrong turn. I'm not a church girl, and i'm not a jesus girl, but every now and then, being around really faithful people recharges my spirituality. Feels good.
Holy crap... it's been over a month since i last updated. I suck!
Okay, Jonny and i are getting along swimmingly. The other night we sat in bed taking turns reading fairy tales to eachother out of a book i gots from the library. I'm slowly beginning to trust him with my affections again, which feels good, because i think every time he upsets me it's an accident (seriously). Love that boy to death.
Hate my job. Hate hate hate it. But i'm about to get benefits that i REEEALLY need so i can't get something else. Poop.
Got SO drunk last night. SO drunk that i don't remember getting up at 7am to use the potty and puking in my pants (pretty picture, huh?) 1 rolling rock, 4 long islands, 1 shot jager, half bottle of butter shots will do that to me, i guess.
I've been a funny drunk of late, though. I gots all in the face of some angry black dude (named... wait for it... virgil)at my boy's work. I was screaming on the top of my lungs five inches from his nose... the cops were called, yada, yada... Feel only a little bad that i'm a white girl so he got all the attention... only a little bad. That dude was a really fucking huge asshole and it felt really good to get into it with him.
Okay, so i'm at the end of my playlist, so i should close this mofo out before i have to play it again and it loses its potency.
Someone remind me to update more.
Thanks.
Deep bass- Scapegoat wax
Be for real- Afghan whigs
She said, she said- Beatles
Beautiful- Belle and sebastian
Short skirt, long jacket- Cake
What i am- Edie Brickell
Independent woman- Elbow
Hooked on a feeling (the OOGACHACKA version)
Laid- James
The remedy- Jason Mraz (dangerously trendy, checkin myself before i wreck myself)
Hands- Jewel (shaddup)
My robot- Looper
Long hard road out of hell- Marilyn Manson+Sneaker pimps (?)
Common people- Pulp
Don't Push- Sublime
...
Now that that's out of the way, i have a new car that left me stranded at my dad's house, and as much as i love my dad, i hate the car for it. Her name is Carlita Lolar... it "car" and "lolita" all shoved together twice. Jonny's parents, and his uncle are all angels though, and not just because they're all SOOOO christian (well maybe... yeah, probly, nevermind). Well, they had no money to help us out with the car when it broke, but the next day they got some unexpected cash and took it as a sign that god wanted them to fix the car. So, they bought all the parts and Jonny's uncle and dad fixed it... and would take NO money. They spent 400 on parts alone. Jonny's mom told me [ tiny latin accent] "all i ask you is for you to come to church with us tonight" [/ tiny latin accent]. Then before i left their house after church to come back to Champaign (3 hours away), Jonny's dad, who speaks very limited english, had mom, Jonny's little brother Jeff, him and me (jonny got back to Champaign) join hands while he prayed for 5 minutes in spanish for my safe return and for Jonny's and my relationship, i believe. I think he was also praying for me to become a christian so i could convert their son, but sesame street didn't teach me that much spanish. The sweetest, most genuine hardcore christians i've ever met in my life.
ANYway, made it back in one piece and i've sworn off travel for a little while. Heard some really good music on the radio that put me in a good mood... brown eyed girl, baby got back, nothing else matters, and so on... heard the metallica 10 minutes after i thought that i would really like to hear some metallica, anything before that load crap. Voila. Someone likes me. I was in such a good mood that i didn't even care that i accidently went 15 miles in the wrong direction on 74 off of 57. And it really should have pissed me off because i was 10 minutes from home when i made the wrong turn. I'm not a church girl, and i'm not a jesus girl, but every now and then, being around really faithful people recharges my spirituality. Feels good.
Holy crap... it's been over a month since i last updated. I suck!
Okay, Jonny and i are getting along swimmingly. The other night we sat in bed taking turns reading fairy tales to eachother out of a book i gots from the library. I'm slowly beginning to trust him with my affections again, which feels good, because i think every time he upsets me it's an accident (seriously). Love that boy to death.
Hate my job. Hate hate hate it. But i'm about to get benefits that i REEEALLY need so i can't get something else. Poop.
Got SO drunk last night. SO drunk that i don't remember getting up at 7am to use the potty and puking in my pants (pretty picture, huh?) 1 rolling rock, 4 long islands, 1 shot jager, half bottle of butter shots will do that to me, i guess.
I've been a funny drunk of late, though. I gots all in the face of some angry black dude (named... wait for it... virgil)at my boy's work. I was screaming on the top of my lungs five inches from his nose... the cops were called, yada, yada... Feel only a little bad that i'm a white girl so he got all the attention... only a little bad. That dude was a really fucking huge asshole and it felt really good to get into it with him.
Okay, so i'm at the end of my playlist, so i should close this mofo out before i have to play it again and it loses its potency.
Someone remind me to update more.
Thanks.
_risforrad:
yaay! I missed you! I'm glad you and Jonny are doing better