Invincible

pfft

Tue, 14 Nov 2006 16:58:30 GMT

not that I use this much anymore... but I've moved to xspikedpunch.livejournal.com but... theres nothing there... so... whatever

disney world here I come

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 19:28:32 GMT

Guess who is half planning a trip to disney now?

yeehaw.

Except it probably won't be until august or december of next year unless we can throw something together for January. Who knows.

And I'll probably get to meet Stef and Henn. Whoo. I just realized that I've known them longer than all but 1 of my friends... isn't that crazy?

my soup is done. yum.

come on now

Fri, 10 Nov 2006 15:44:43 GMT

Who is gonna take me to disney world? I wanna go to the pirate/princess party damnit! Plus theres been an assload of changes since I've been there last.

SO SOMEONE TAKE ME.

I have the money... especially if whitewater doesn't let me start this spring.

so whos up for it?

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 03:21:13 GMT

Guess who gets to go to Ozzfest!!

WHOOOO

Now all I have to do is find someone to work for me. Otherwise... I think its worth calling in sick for.

POTC

Sat, 08 Jul 2006 17:20:00 GMT

I went and saw POTC. It was good. Not as good as the first one though.

And the music really disappointed me in this one. In the first one I loved it. And in this one it was pretty much the same... only... not as good. Or maybe I just didn't think it was good because it was almost exactly the same. Whatever.

The ending pissed me off though.

Panic! Concert tonight. Pink is playing at the same time... so I'm hoping perhaps some of the little 14 year old OMGIWANNAHAVEBRENDONSBABIEZZ people will go over there. But we'll see. Either way, there will be booze and fun.

for the kids

Fri, 07 Jul 2006 02:11:03 GMT

"Here's to the kids. The kids who would rather spend their night with a bottle of whiskey & Patrick or Sonny playing on their headphones than go to some vomit-stained high school party. Here's to the kids whose 11:11 wish was wasted on one person who will never be there for them. Here's to the kids whose idea of a good night is sitting on the hood of a car, watching the stars. Here's to the kids who never were too good at life, but still were wicked cool. Here's to the kids who listened to Fall Out Boy and Hawthorne Heights before they were on MTV...and blame MTV for ruining their life. Here's to the kids who care more about the music then the haircuts. Here's to the kids who have crushes on a stupid lush. Here's to the kids who hum "A Little Less 16 Candles A Little More Touch Me" when they're stuck home, dateless, on a Saturday night. Here's to the kids who have ever had a broken heart..from someone who didn't even know they existed. Here's to the kids who have read The Perks of Being A Wall Flower & didn't feel so alone after doing so. Here's to the kids who spend their days in photobooths with their best friend(s). Here's to the kids who are straight up smartasses & just don't care. Here's to the kids who speak their mind. Here's to the kids who consider screamo their lullaby for going to sleep. Here's to the kids who second-guess themselves on everything they do. Here's to the kids who will never have 100 percent confidence in anything they do, and to the kids who are okay with that.Here's to the kids."

I dunno who wrote it... but whoever it was, I adore them.

whatever

Wed, 05 Jul 2006 21:57:45 GMT

Its funny how quickly my mood changes in regards to relationships. I was going to delete the post from yesterday, but I figured that the thoughts meant enough to me to bother typing down yesterday, I might as well leave them up.

I don't think I'll ever make up my mind as to whether I want a serious relationship or not. And thats probably why I'll never have one. But today I'm okay with that. We'll see about tomorrow.

On a somewhat related note, I sent out a delivery of roses today and the card said "will you go out with me?" and I found myself going "aww, thats sweet". That. is. not. normal.

I only have one more day alone. Then everyone else comes home. Which sucks. But at least my dog will be back. I miss him. :(

Listen dudes

Wed, 05 Jul 2006 02:55:33 GMT

Everyone go to myspace.com/crossfade and listen to "invincible". I adore it.

Although part of me hates it. Because I listen to it, and I start thinking. Way too hard. And then I start to go "I wish someone felt that way about me".

But then I snap myself out of it and go "Jo... you're not like that... you don't need that."

But I'm thinkin' that maybe I'm starting to... and that pretty much scares me. Because I also don't think anyone could honestly ever want me. And I odn't wanna be some pathetic person who sits at home alone unhyappy. Because right now I'm happy. But the more I think about this and the more I start to want to have someone in my life (not even necessarily a boyfriend... I mean, obviously thats what I'm talking about right now... But to for once have a friend who I can actually talk to about things) the more I think I might get bummed out. I've been in a funk the last couple of days over a really stupid thing and a boy. And thats not cool. Not that I think a relationship will make or break my happiness. I'm still a happy person, and I still like me. Theres just now a part of me that thinks about that a lot more than I'd like.

Someone snap me out of it. I'm not good at keeping up this whole "I don't ever want a relationship" facade. And the whole "You're young, statistics are against anything working out at your age anyway" logic isn't working either.

Jesus'll whoop 'im

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 13:59:21 GMT

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Yeah... anyone wants to come to my house tonight, go for it. I think I already said that I'm toning it down because I dont' wanna deal with cleanup after a party and/or have my nosey ass annoying neighbors call the cops on it and then get an underaged drinking ticket and get my legal aged friends in a lot of shit (I like runon sentences). It'll be mellow, but it'll be fun... as long as the people who've said they'll show show. Which I'm sure they will.

hmm

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 03:39:02 GMT

After being a party, and then being cancelled, tomorrow night's "party" has turned into "just come and hang out"

So yeah... still come if you want... but don't expect a party. It'll be just me and some friends from work and some drinking.

Wait... why am i posting this here since nobody on here lives by me?

whatever.

pfft

Sun, 02 Jul 2006 03:27:03 GMT

Ignore my previous post. There will be no party on Monday. Because hes not going to be there anymore. So theres really no point. Plus I don't wanna deal with cleanup. Plus I don't really wanna see anyone anyway.

homemade cinnamon rolls

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 18:29:21 GMT

Be bitter that you can't have any. :D

HAHA

Fri, 23 Jun 2006 18:12:12 GMT

Everyone should meet up with old friends and watch *nsync.

Its good times.

Because real updates are for suckers

Mon, 19 Jun 2006 03:34:47 GMT

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

chicago is better than here

Wed, 07 Jun 2006 19:46:45 GMT

I really really really wanna move back to Chicago.

I've already started looking at possible schools down there again.

I know I'll have to wait at least a year.

But I really think I might move back there. I'm definitely doing it when I'm finally done with school, assuming I don't have a job lined up somewhere else in the country. Which I doubt anyway.

I need a roomate though.

So whos coming with me? :P

pseudoinsomnia

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 17:21:33 GMT

So yesterday I felt like I was getting a cold, so I took dayquil so that I wouldn't be coughing and sneezing on people's food.

And that shit messed me up. All day I was exhausted. Until about 11. I decided I should go to bed early and hopefully sleep late. Well of course around 11 (more than 12 hours after I took the damn medicine) it was finally completely out of my system and I wasn't woozy or tired anymore.

So I was up till about 2:30.

And in that time I realized that my dog is ridiculously smart.

lets see what he knows: He can tell the difference between all of his toys... which would be big blue, jumball, ball, rope ball, monster ball, football, mickey, green bone, red kong, and stinker bone.

He can get us our shoes (and I'm working on him being able to distinguish between my flip flops and my pumas... but hes usually too excited to pay attention to that because he knows when he gets our shoes that we're taking him with us).

He also knows that when we put our shoes on or brush our teeth it means we're leaving. So he gets all anxious until we tell him if we're taking him or not. So he understand "do you want to...(go for a walk, go for a ride, go to somewhere)" and by that time he knows we're taking him. And if we say "home alone" he gets all depressed and goes and lays on my bed.

He knows exactly where we're going and who he'll see if we tell him we're going to grandma's. He knows where hes going if steve taks him fishing. And he knows where we're going if we tell him we're going to the park. And he knows the difference between going for a walk and going for a ride, no matter how you say it. You can't even say walk without his ears perking up. And he knows what car to go to when i tell him.

He knows that hes supposed to chase the squirrels.

He knows what constitutes the garden, and that hes not supposed to go in it.

He knows the difference between my mom, my stepdad, and me. Plus he knows grandma, and Tim, Serena, and probably Angela when they're here.

He knows that when you ask him if he wants to do a trick, and then you have him get jumball, that hes going to do the trick where you throw the ball at the tv stand and the doors pop open, and hes supposed to go close them. So if you tell him that, and jumball isn't in plain site, he'll go over, hit the doors with his nose, open them, and then close them. And then he'll go get himself a treat.

His treats are on a canister on the ground. And minus the trick situation where he decided he deserved one, he can be trusted to have them sitting on the ground without stealing any until we tell him to. then he knows to open that door and just take one.

He knows the difference between bones, pigs ears, and treats, and knows where each of them are kept.

He knows that if I'm in the same room as my stepdad and he gets in trouble, he can come over by me and I won't yell at him and I'll pet him when Steve does.

He always asks for permission before going up on the couch. (no, I'm not so insane as to think that he talks... but he does stick his chin on it and look at you until you either tell him its okay or that he can't go up there). He also knows that there has to be a blanket on the couch or he wont' go on no matter what you say. (or maybe hes just psycho that way)

When he does something wrong you always know right away because he comes by you and slinks down without you even saying anything.

And I'm sure I'mmissing a bunch.

Then I realized that I'm one of those crazy people who is insanely attached to their dogs. Because not only did i choose to ponder how smart my dog was, I also took the time to type it all out and brag to anyone who reads this.

I don't care... I still like my dog better than most of you. :D

One Word Blog Day

Wed, 31 May 2006 20:39:57 GMT

Blasphemy

...

because this is more interesting than me

Fri, 26 May 2006 20:51:39 GMT

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

cyanide & happiness

Mon, 22 May 2006 18:16:47 GMT

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

sleeepy

Sun, 21 May 2006 02:19:14 GMT

Its 9:15 and I'm exhausted and ready to go to bed.

I feel both pathetic and excited at the same time.

I finally kicked my crappy sleeping schedule and can fall asleep before 1 am.

But then again... its 9 frickin' 15. I'd still be working if I was at the restaurant tonight. Though I'm sure its just because its just me and the dog at home, so every little noise must be barked at for 5 minutes. That and he of course has to sleep right up against me so my legs fall asleep and that wakes me up too.

Oh, and the fact that I only have 1 day off this week.

At least I don't have bakery hours to worry about.

Friday night was finally a busy night at the restaurant. So hooray. They just need to get kitchen crap running smoothly. But I like my manager, and most of the people I work with, so thats good.

I'm making cornbread. Why? I have no idea. I just saw mix in the cupboard and decided that I must have some.

There was a huge car fire on my way to work today. :/ scary stuff.

yep

Wed, 17 May 2006 16:39:18 GMT

Do my interests look familiar?

they should.

Because I just went through the interests my friends had, and stole them and added them to mine.

Because I'm so unoriginal.

But now I have interests. Hooray.

Someone gimme some more stuff I'm interested in. lol

ugh

Tue, 16 May 2006 19:46:58 GMT

I knew it.

I've been complaining about the summerfest lineup for a couple of weeks. Then I finally went and checked to see whats been updated on the site.

Panic! and Seether are playing at the same time. :( So which do I go to? jerks. They couldn't have put one of the bands on one of the days when theres nobody good? ew.

Work was... interesting yesterday. I had a whopping 5 tables all night. But it was also the first day open, and a monday night.

The sad thing is, I still made more than I would've at Sentry.

Hopefully it'll be busier tonight.

dun dun dunnnn

Mon, 15 May 2006 16:18:58 GMT

I wonder just how many of my journal entries have the same title as this one.

Far too many I'm sure.

Hooray, new layout! Why? Because Chris is better than you.

And hes better than Brendon, who I tired of rather quickly.

Yeah, its green again... deal with it.

The lyrics are from "Weaker Side" by Absent Element. And you all must go to absentelement.com and buy the CD. And hey, while you're there get a shirt too. Because I say so.

My first night at the restaurant is tonight. It'll be interesting. First of all I've never served with trays... its always been arm service. So I predict injury. And I'm still not sure if they've figured out how to add a tip from a credit card on the computer system. Which is sort of a big part. Part of me wonders if they're going to open up at all tonight. We'll see. Hopefully they do. I need money.

The floral department survived mother's day. But barely. Every time I'd make an arrangement someone would buy 2. All of our mixed bunches were gone before noon. So who knows what it looked like by the time the closing person left.

Stef... why the hell aren't you ever on AIM when I am? wench.

haha

Fri, 12 May 2006 15:18:59 GMT

So this new job is going to be interesting. I'm going in tonight to "train". I'll learn the computer system and then feed some construction guys appetizers.

I don't even know a single table number, what part of the kitchen will give me what food, whether I make my own salads or not, where the dishes go... friggin' anything.

so hopefully they'll actually show me that tonight.

Its shitty and rainy and sucky here. ew.

bullshit

Thu, 11 May 2006 01:38:15 GMT

If the producers of American Idol really expected us to believe that our votes counted, they fucked everything up this week. I understand that they want Eliott to win. But they could've picked a much less obvious week to get rid of Chris.

It was bullshit. Heaven forbid someone with actual, real talent and integrity would win the show.

fuck you AI.... fuck you.

He was the only reason I got into the show... and I will absolutely never, ever watch another single episode.

But I got a new job. Hooray.