ah,i've been wanting to write for such a long time. but...time has not really been on my side. things have been going kind of fast lately. or maybe they haven't and i've slowed down? ah.
some things have changed. like how i spent all day yesterday rearranging my living room. looks good...except for all the bits and pieces of everything on the floor that i have no where to put. maybe the trash will come in handy for that.
wednesday i got a new mattress! it's comfy and makes my back feel better. i kind of feel bad for my old mattress...it had no warning.
that same day ellen and i went to lunch. we had to go kind of early cause i had to work at 1. so we get to applebees at like 11:12 and they don't open till 11:30. so we sat in the gorgeous sun and i attempted to make my tan a little more even. you know, the underside of your arms. mine's wicked pale still. lunch was good. fish and chips all the way! and some avacado spinich dip that looked quite shady but tasted quite yummy. we talked about alot of stuff and laughed. the subject i couldn't let go was "why don't you and louis just date!?" anyone that's seen them knows they like eachother more than how liking a friend goes. the only answer that was presented to me was "he's louis." ok, i can see that. soooo that night i worked with louis. some girl came in and of course he was drooling over her. (boys). so i tell him to go for it. what does he say? "oh, i want to. but i can't." i said "can't or won't" it was still can't. SO either they ARE dating and have set up this ingenius plan where one will tell someone they're dating and the other will deny it. OR they're both crazy. either way...i'd like to have a better answer than "i can't" or "he's louis."
thursday i went to my grandmother's. helped her clean her living room. (i swear we did that like 2 months ago). she's got this thing with spring cleaning. one room every two weeks. and i help cause she wants me to. she pays me. ten dollars an hour. which i don't mind but it makes me a tad bit uncomfortable. i mean, it's my grandmother...i should be helping for free...BUT she doesn't want to hear it. and i need the money. i'm not gonna lie here. it was fun. grandpa was even up and running. helping out, both of them driving the other crazy. me laughing. ah, good times.
joe called me last night. *shakes her head* sometimes i like when he calls, then most times i don't. it's like picking up the phone is a physical exertion that i just can't handle. so it sits and rings. this time i picked up. we talked about useless stuff, as usual. then he started talking about becky, this girl he was dating. and how she won't leave him alone. i guess she's sending him letters now telling him how much she loves and misses him. the other day she was over his house and he was taking a shower or something and she went through his caller ID. freaked out when she saw this girl's name on it. he just wishes she'd go away. they broke up and it's over with. he doesn't want to date anyone right now and she keeps pressing him to.
sound familiar! is what i wanted to say. think i did? no, i'm too nice. i think before i speak. anyways, no good would've come out of it.
tomorrow is my last day at shaw's. *cries* no, i'm not really crying. i'm gonna miss the people. not the customers, the co-workers. i have to try real hard to not disappear. it seems that everyone that leaves disappears. you never hear from them or see them anymore. of course, those people end up moving a good way from wakefield but that's not my point. i think after i leave the hardest thing for me must be done....i must...call people. *ugh* i don't like calling people. why? i'm strange.
wheeeeeeell. there are things to get done here. then maybe i can sit around. maybe call 4Nuggets. see what she's up to these days. - Weller