slept pretty damn good last night. had wackass dreams about nsync and larry mullen jr, darren hayes from savage garden, and trent. insane. haha.

i’m freezing. it’s probably warmer outside. kurt is supposed to stop by around 2, so i have to make sure to be dressed by then hahah. then i work at 5. phone is ringing. i have to go pick up my new scripts from the stupid doctor, it was too much trouble for that dr to mail them to me apparently. and i get mail every day about my student loans and i don’t understand what any of it means. my loan repayment book says i owe a payment at the end of this month, but the letter i got yesterday says my first payment is due the end of december…and so now my parents want me to call and find out whats going on…well that’s fine if i knew anything about my loans and what the hell i’m supposed to be asking them. ug.

easy mac could quite possibly leave THE worst aftertaste in your mouth of all aftertastes possible. i’ve been being obsesive-compulsive about my teeth this week. they just FEEL gross all the time. sat night when nate, adr, and danielle were over i had to brush my teeth randomly. they felt so nasty. and today, i can’t get them feeling ungross. it’s driving me nuts. just brushed my teeth after the easy mac, and they still feel gross. blah.

kurt was just here, on time too!! gave me my stuff, i gave him his stuff. all good. i had this fear suddenly that the directions i gave him would be the complete opposite of where he was coming from, and he’d be hopelessly and depserately lost in niagara falls. but nope. haha.

i’m in a bad mood. mom induced this time. on my case about getting a job – apparently she thought the mail room would have been a fantastic position. she goes on and on about how i need to make some money, and i can’t expect to get the highest position in a company, and how i’m smarter than working at barnes and nobles (but apparently not smarter than a mail room), blah blah blah. AS IF I DON’T ALREADY KNOW ANY OF THIS. I’M NOT STUPID. how she doesn’t care what kind of job i get as long as i get another job. how if i don’t she’s going to wake me up early every morning to do gardening and cut the grass for her etc etc etc. she makes me feel so good about myself. wish i could see nate tonight, but nope, gotta work. anyway..the job thing. aunt darleen said she’d get me a job at barnes and nobles, part time only, so….i bet if i went back to mcds my mom wouldn’t be happy with that although, in her own words, she said, “get a job at a factory. i don’t care what kind of job you get as long as you get another one.” you’d think i’ve been unemployed for the past year the way she’s treating me. whatever. i have no motivation to get a 2nd job, because the only thing that WOULD motivate me would be moving out of this house, and even with a 2nd job i still won’t be able to afford it. that’s why ty’s proposition to move in with me if he moved up north was so delightful. but that’s not gonna happen anymore either. blah

work was fine. we had ALOT of swingers come in tonight. pretty damn interesting. OMG yeah i have a story. ok. early in the day the bartender sold an all access card to one of the swingers. when you sign up for all access you get a bag, pin, and keychain…well she bought the card because “the bag would fit all her dildos”!!!!!!!! then she proceeded to point out that man, and that man, and that woman who she slept with so far this week to the bartender. so this story was told at preshift (which i wasn’t there for) but later the woman came in, and mgr flipped out and was like THAT’S THE DILDO WOMAN! ok this woman was short, and probably 350 lbs or more, wearing a bright red “hottie” shirt… omg. unbelievable. i dunno, it’s cuz of tv and movies that i think swingers should have to be all pretty and trendy…instead they’re white trash couples. insane.

so yeah…that’s the only thing really worth mentioning tonight. tired. bedtime

OH WAIT! Sabres kicked fucking ASS tonight! woo hoo, way to start out the season boys!

ROFL simpsons!!!
skinner to the hamster: “now chew through my ball sack”