i have a dream, it's them and not me

Yo yo yo what up?? Ummm it's been less than a week so there isnt TOO much to say...kind of.

Okkk so last Friday no one called me to do anything so I was a loser. I'm sure I sat around and did nada and then went to work. It was a busy night I think. Kim and Christy came to visit, as did Ash and even Rachel. We saw gay people and stupid Cocalico people ughhhh, HATE. All of them. Ugly blue shirts and hicks and ew ew ew drunks. It was a funny night but so loooong...didn't get done til midnight. Then I had to work again on Saturday aka CHRISTMAS EVE at nine in the morning, fun.

Work fucking sucked. Worst day ever by far. I hate hate hate retarded immature boys who think they're the shit and that they know everything, which they absolutely do not. I could probably write a whole book about all the annoying people and the stupid, immature things they do but I'll try to keep it short. Boys that are sixteen need to GROW UP. Oh my goooood I can't even take it anymore. Some people think they are perfect and their mommy thinks they can do no wrong. GUESS AGAIN retard. Umm other people think they're all hot or whatever and "funny" but HI you're not funny and I don't want to hear your stupid comments anymore. God I felt like I was back in high school or something. I-M-M-A-T-U-R-E!!! Ughhhh bad bad bad day. I hate slackers. I hate people who decide to sit down and READ THE PAPER in the middle of other people who actually do their job and work are trying to clean up and close. HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HADALKFJDKAJDFKAJDS. The end.

Saturday night = boring as hell. I ate ham and stuff, ew. Opened gifts. I got a new phone with a camera yessss, and other little stuff, and shoes, and lots and lots of gift cards for cool stores. Ummm I got a puzzle of TIMES SQUARE, it is probably the dumbest gift but guess what I was sooo bored on Christmas day due to my dumb family deciding to stay home that I worked on it for like 1.5 hours and made some progress. I was forced to put it away due to lack of space and then I cried because I have to like start all over. Not that I'll ever actually work on it again in my life. Ever.

Christmas day sucked big time. Boring boring, blah, nothing, music, puzzles, no tv, bored, blahh, ew. In the late evening I went to Lindsay's house due to our extreme boredom and we watched tv (whoa it was weird). Pretty much the whole time we watched the Discovery Health channel or whatever. Umm plastic surgery is fucking disgusting. We saw a man/woman named Marcus or something retarded like that get his bitch tits removed. People are sick. Then we saw ugly people fuck with their faces and like get their noses hammered and tubes up their nostrils and their ears moved around. Leave your face alone please. Hmm we also watched this fabulous show about the "Diggers" or something who had 14 kids and one on the way. All of their names started with "J" and the new baby was being named Judah Benjamin aka gum disease aka Gingivitis or something. Go ahead, say it really fast. I didn't know normal television could be so hilarious. Hahahahahah those J Digger people were like gay mennonites that wore plaid dresses and never cut their hair. The lady was even having a sixteenth "baby" aka miracle of life and was naming it "Jesus Christ" hahaha not really but she should. I'm rambling, it's late. When we got bored of watching some retard pop out kids ever 2 seconds we sent some messages to a red head boy, HI NICK!! I'm not allowed to write about this one thing buttttt it was really funny and I did have pictures of it but I really shouldn't say it. I really hope there are other people in the world as crazy as us because we're weird...only us...we're the only people, it has to be true. Ok I'm DONE I think.Eventually I went home at 3 in the morning and hit Peter Cottontail and I actually went back to see if it was dead.

Monday aka yesterday was a lot of nothing. I was SUPPOSED to go with my mommy and daddy to grandmother's house (we go) but I had to WORK. Stupid gay "perfect" boys were there when I arrived. Thank God I didn't have to "work" with them even though there isn't a lot of work on their part. While they were extremely busy in the day, we were extremely dead. More timeto stare at JAMES and RAINBOW BRITE (love love love). I'm on the verge of writing a book about James and his fondness of green shirts. Not just plain green, we're talking like patters and stripes. It's pretty awesome. Like...the book, it might be a series. The first one would just be called "Why Does James Where Green?" and it would continue on from there. I love James a lot. He has blue eyes and nice teeth. Oh and did I mention he wears green every possible second of life and I LOVE green? Oh and Rainbow is fab too but he's gay so that won't work too well. I also spoke on the phone briefly with Mr. I Hate The Phone. Umm Chicago?? Maybe?? I don't know.

So yeahhh today was pretty gay all day long. I watched TV again and it made me nervous. I've been nervous a lot lately too. Like I have these "un-fucking-believable" dreams that are literally frightening. Like people breaking in and being in scary houses with lots of doors and steps. I cleaned and vacuumed...my life is filled with lots of fuzziness from my scarve. I can't get rid of it, it's like a bad case of HPV (ahahahahahahahaha one of the 12 STDs of Christmas). Umm later in the night Monica and Dave came to get me with Lil' D aka Dawson, my two year old love/bf for life. We chased the "kitty cats" around and ate cookies. We talked, we laughed, good times good times. Then we went to Park Shitty. I bought a total of TWO body wash thingies from that store. We had candy and there were many perverted comments made by Dave. Monica and Dave were educated by me about gays and if certain guys, ahem STEVE, are gay or not. We visisted the "appliance" (which is a nice way of saying VACUUM) section of Sears but sadly no blonde boys. I cried a little. We did see fugly head friend of Ryan/Jesse selling tools. We talked about giant screws (the metal kind) and stuff. Saw more gay hot boys wearing scarves. I have to stop loving the queers, it's really bad. I just can't resist a well-dressed boy. I'm sure plenty of other hilarious things happened like Dawson saying my name over and over, men wearing eyeliner (insane amounts), and us obsessing over work while reading "Don't Sweat The Small Stuff: the At Work Edition"...a definite must for the Suckway employee aka slave.

After the mall and terrifying car/spaceship rocket ride back to Denver I was dropped off at LMH's house and we set out for...nowhere. First we checked B&N, CLOSED. We headed North in hopes to find a certain Nick-filled Wal-Mart but no such luck. We went past Kutztown and we did go to a WM which was pretty random and filled with BOYS of all sorts. A particular red head (NOT NICK) getting pretzels and another staring one and tons more. Also a scary pony tail mugger in line behind us as we, I mean Lindsay, bought pounds of candy and beverages. Mmmm peanut butter cups and "Twerps" hahahah. The parking lot there = frightening. Oh we also checked a map and kept on going North. We eventually reached "O Little Town of Bethelem" and wandered around. OHHH it's soo cool there! Nestled in the sprawling mountainous hills of NE Pennsylvania with a star to guide us, awwwww. We were on main street like 16 times and I took pictures of gay stuff through the window. We found a train station and water, awww! We hopped back on the highway and kept going somewhere...I think "North" or maybe "West" to Easton...it was pretty cool there too. We saw little soldiers on the street pole things and the Crayola store and a giant candle that I took a picture of. It was all historic, yay my favorite. We were like 2 hours away at 1 in the morning, how cool.

We were slightly lost on the way back on some route 666 or something listening and crying to sad songs and aerobics Savage Garden music, hahahahahahaha. We finally found DouglASSville or something and then we were practically home. FOUR HOURS of driving, ahhh we are nuts BUT we found two cool places and we were NOT stalking...only because we didn't have an address, jk jk jk jk. I got home at like 2:26 am. I love driving aimlessly to northern PA to see dumb towns where AC red head boys live. I hate my house again, BORING.

Tomorrow is work work work in the evening, thank goodness with no loser gay self-absorbed boys and then Thursday is Phillayyyy with some buddies maybe. Umm them a slumber party? I think it's supposed to be fun. Like...4th grade style I don't know. I love Philly. In fact, I love just about everything about everything. Today my face hurt from smiling/laughing too much because apparently life is fun. I saw a sign today that said "If you love life, it will love you back" Awwwwwww isn't that sweet? I think it's about God or something. There were a lot of churches up there in "Bethlehem" aka whatever. Also probably lots of bars so the people up there that having nothing to do except shop and "King's" grocery store and read the "Morning Call" or whatever that shit was called can get drunk and then go to church and pray and then return to their historic little mansions in the wooded mountains.

I'm talking crazy so I'm gonna not go to bed now. I'm so not tired. Bring on more mountains. Fabulous (good) night.