good friends with paris hilton. we parited it up at my ub north penthouse, and went out and got wasted. i then decided to get a tattoo just above my left wrist on the underside of my arm thats says "i love elvis" see drawing below. paris got mad at me because i made a sarcastic remark and we made up and she gave me a plastic diamond necklace. wtf?

this is just one example of why not to take sudafed everyday.




p.s. after i woke up, in the dream i realized i was late for high school and was running down the halls when i started intching my arm, i pulled up my sleeve, and there it was. i showed all of my firends, and told them i hated it and was going to get it removed once i saved up $700.

last nights dream included my borther stealin $700 from me that i needed to pay me bills, and i woke up saying "mom". i was startled and thought that i had woken up nick, but he was sound alseep.

i have issues. dream issues.

wah. everyone seems like they are having a ton of fun. and im missing it all.

oh well.

i have started my new position and will be starting school as well this week. how fun.

i opened a bank account with key bank, and they are giving me an ipod nano in return. how amazing is that. switch your bank account people. big reward.

this weather is really depressing, especially since i am still fighting the month-long illness. im on my second round of antibiotics, and im hoping this one works. this one is bad though, becuase you have to take it on an empty stomach, and i had to fight the urge to puke with all my might this morning. i fought it with a plate of french toast, prepared by (e:thesimeon).

he is off today completing many tasks, which i feel i should be helping with, but i have to work 2-10. at least i get time and a half. then tomorrow i work 7-3, then, 4-9. thats 13 hours of people inc. in between i have to get my student id and parking pass, and attempt to make it to the library. wah.

im not even that upset about all of the work this week. the weather sucks, has sucked, and doesn't look like it is going to get any better.

how did we just skip the end of summer/beginning of fall and head into the "i feel winter coming, no sun, dreary, prozac season?" anyway, i will be going to vegas in november and have that to look forward to, just two months...

happy labor day.

i love you birthday monkey mikey!!!!!!!!!!

LOve sarbear

(e:thesimeon) started school this week. i start neek week, as well as my new full benefits full-time job. am i a real adult or what?

anyway, on his break from class today, he(nick), suggested we go shopping. i thought he meant grocery shopping, and i wasn't in the mood, as i had planned a whole day of sleeping and lounging for my day off. i'm still kicking an ongoing almost three-week sinus, throat nasty infe ction.

well, he took me to t.j. maxx, my fav store, and let me loose. i was however the bargain shopper as always and only spent about $70.

i am now the proud owner of 5 pairs of new undies, very cute. a new bra, oh la la. a very pretty beaded skirt. a studiues new cardigan. and a bright pink tee, with some ruffles of course.

i had a good day.


then i came home and did my chores, and fixed my lunch. breaded chciken cutlet, tomato w/olive oil and balsamic, and a screwdriver to top. yum.


i need to now continue my sex & the city marathon. joy. :O).

p.s. i love you (e:hodown).

haven't been here in a while. feeling somewhat disconnected. i havent seen my sis in a record amount of time and its getting me down big time. i just need a big dose of (e:hodown). im sick of working so much and being so poor, but i think ill be back on track by the end of the summer.

in happier news, my new job is great! i work people inc. in a goup home with a developmentally diabled individuals. one thing that gets me through the day is how happy there people are with life, even though they have gotten the short end of the stick. it makes me feel bad to be such a whiney stinky person. oh, (e:leetee), i can give you info if you would like toe apply. they are always hiring and its a great organization to work for, let me know...

i got hair extensions for my bitch's father's wedding next weekend. i think its gonne be sweet. i just wish that i could be like the doll that when you crnaked her arm, her hair grew. this is taking way to long.

last thing. i have been chosen as honorary guest on my sis's business vaca to las vegas. we get a spending allowance of $300 a day and there are two rules:

1. no celine dion

2. what happens in vegas stays in vegas. bitches.