clearly i remember...
Weekend, weekend. It is the weekend.
Yesterday I got off work and went shopping with my mom. I wasn't home even 10 minutes and Michelle called to see if I wanted to get Jim's. Right
after that Lauren called to see if I wanted to do anything, so I suggested to go see Garden State at the Main.
I was all gung-ho for ice cream, until I remembered back to what I had eaten earlier in the day. The company picnic was not vegetarian friendly. I ate a
lot of fruit and way too much dessert (a brownie, some mud pie, and trash). Thinking about this and thinking about eating ice cream, made me want to vomit.
So when Michelle and I went to Jim's, I just had a blue raspberry slush. Which was good, but the sugar was getting to me, so I only drank half. I wish I still
worked there so I could make a million different things within my shift (like I used to), but in small portions. That way, you get the taste of everything you
like. It's like they need a combination plate. My combination plate would include a dollop of twist ice cream, vanilla ice cream with hot fudge, vanilla ice cream
with nerds, some cold Peanut Butter cups (used to just eat those plan cause they were good), and some vanilla ice cream with M&Ms.
Met up with Lauren and saw Garden State. Pretty good movie. Midway through, however, I felt like I had accidently taken some sort of drug. My mind was freaking
out and I felt weiiiiird. I was so tired. After the movie, I just had Lauren drop me off because I was dog tired. Of course, whenever I go out and get home, I fall into
the same pattern: I usually get home later than when I usually go to bed. So I shower or whatever, go into my bed, and get caught up in Nick at Nite shows I don't normally
see. It's ridiculous. So I went to bed later than I wanted to...so stupid.
When I woke up this morning, it was pouring. Thunder and everything. Crazy. It's not often you wake up to that. It was so dark. I kind of liked that, though.
I went shopping with my mom and dad...TJ Maxx and Marshall's, of course. I found the most beautiful View boucle pants at Marshall's...and they had to have just gotten them in...
and they had every size available, but the size I needed. I wanted to cry right then and there.
I wish I didn't get paid every two weeks. I'm really anxious to save money. Plop money outta checking into savings...and I would feel better if I could throw money into my savings
on a weekly basis instead of a bi-weekly basis. Saving money makes me feel accomplished.
