Alright, I did my job around the house so I've got a little time to update. Yes, at my parents house, I've been added to the chore list. Kind of. Well Heather was, and in her abscence (until she gets back to the Valley with Chuy) I'm doin what she's assigned. Today it was the kitchen. Lame-o Extreme-o. On to the elaborating:
Shopping with the parents- Throughout a rather painful and tedious 6 hours, we accomplished a fair amount of Christmas shopping (i didn't, no money). Well the last stop was Arrowhead Mall where my mom bought Riley the cutest x-mas eve pjs (its a family tradition), and a REALLY cute outfit for Glendale Glitters. And for me, she bought an early Christmas present, a pair of Macbeths. I finally have a pair of shoes again! Not that I don't love wearing flops, but ALL the time? I love em.
Drinking with Bert-Sunday night was pretty good. Started at Casey Jones with Dan Gwin and Josh, then picked up Ryan and met Trent at Cheers. I had too much to drink, and got overly angry with stupid shit concerning Morgen. Which leads me into...
Talking with Morgen-Yesterday she came over after putting Riley to bed. We hung out with the fam, played a game or two of Skip-Bo and Sequence, and then she had to get back. During said amount of time there was no hug, no kiss, no nothing. Which is fine, but it seemed like the whole time there was a hint of awkwardness. We went out to smoke, and against every thing in my head telling myself not to, I hugged and kissed her. And then we made out in her sisters Dodge. And I don't entirely know why I threw myself back into that. I'm not ready. I still need to think a good deal. I'd like shit to either return to normal (Would it really be though?) or at least civil for Rileys first christmas.
You know, for having left to get some thinking done, I realize thats the one thing I haven't done a whole lot of.
Or is that all I've been doing?
Shopping with the parents- Throughout a rather painful and tedious 6 hours, we accomplished a fair amount of Christmas shopping (i didn't, no money). Well the last stop was Arrowhead Mall where my mom bought Riley the cutest x-mas eve pjs (its a family tradition), and a REALLY cute outfit for Glendale Glitters. And for me, she bought an early Christmas present, a pair of Macbeths. I finally have a pair of shoes again! Not that I don't love wearing flops, but ALL the time? I love em.
Drinking with Bert-Sunday night was pretty good. Started at Casey Jones with Dan Gwin and Josh, then picked up Ryan and met Trent at Cheers. I had too much to drink, and got overly angry with stupid shit concerning Morgen. Which leads me into...
Talking with Morgen-Yesterday she came over after putting Riley to bed. We hung out with the fam, played a game or two of Skip-Bo and Sequence, and then she had to get back. During said amount of time there was no hug, no kiss, no nothing. Which is fine, but it seemed like the whole time there was a hint of awkwardness. We went out to smoke, and against every thing in my head telling myself not to, I hugged and kissed her. And then we made out in her sisters Dodge. And I don't entirely know why I threw myself back into that. I'm not ready. I still need to think a good deal. I'd like shit to either return to normal (Would it really be though?) or at least civil for Rileys first christmas.
You know, for having left to get some thinking done, I realize thats the one thing I haven't done a whole lot of.
Or is that all I've been doing?
- Music:Modest Mouse 'Cowboy Dan'
Went through most of 06, all of 07, and all of 08 so far and tagged em. My back hurts, and I'm ready to leave work. Pool party at Kellys tonight, which is probably my plans for the whole night. Even they even go through. I'm tired of making plans that just end up falling through. All else fails, I'm going to get drunk at Jyles.
remind me to write about what happened at work today, k? thanks livejournal. tomorrows plans will have to be shelved and saved for another day. i need to catch up with the stu. im sure my brakes can be heard for miles around. morgen got a ticket for her expired tags. shit. tonight, class then probably drinking in some form or another. tomorrow, nothing. then dinner. were trying french fried cactus. should be interesting. i have to leave, i'm out of cigarettes and have a ton of traffic to go sit in. ha, and i thought i wouldnt type too much in todays entry.
- Mood:
thoughtful - Music:peachcake 'i hope we dont get exploded'
i had a relatively productive day yesterday. built four tables, got my daily checklist done. and before i knew it, my shift was up. went grocery shopping with morgen. and, not exactly for the first time ever but still, i felt riley move. she took my hand and put it on her stomach, and wow. it was something else. he's a mover and a shaker. we tried playing clue at my parents house with cheech and durt, but not before bbq rib + seasoned fries whilst watching sex and the city. it was all good and fun, until cheech was done playing. you could tell durt wanted to see it through to the end, but there was no hope. he was disappointed. i felt terrible. tonight, im watching the d-backs and the rockies while drinking a margarita at zips with kelly. should be fun.
- Music:envy on the coast 'if god smokes cheap cigars'
this is how i felt when i woke up and subsequently came to work.

but now. im revitalized. ready for the rest of my work day. and tonight. tonight....oh dear. i think im gonna have to make the best of it. and you know im gonna try.
this is how i feel now.


but now. im revitalized. ready for the rest of my work day. and tonight. tonight....oh dear. i think im gonna have to make the best of it. and you know im gonna try.
this is how i feel now.

- Location:donnas desk
- Mood:
groggy - Music:peter bjorn & john 'lets call it off'
why cant we say what we really feel?
- Mood:
drunk - Music:some oldy

i'm so reflective i am a mirror.
drinking last night at ryans, oh so much fun. i could not stop laughing at his dog. it was a poodle, but the size of like a greyhound.
i passed out and morgen came and got me at 6 in the morning. fuck, i have to be at work in an hour and a half. that sucks.
- Mood:
sink to the beat - Music:Cursive 'Sink To The Beat'
