I'm Not Dead I Promise!

Hey all, I'm back again. The unemployed life does not give me a whole lot to write about.

Honestly, it gives me nothing to write about... I wake up smoke while letting the Gir (the dog) out. Sit around applying for work at home jobs... (any suggestions?). Take the occasional snack break, email my mom all day, and wait for Pat (formerly bf but since we're engaged now I'm using his name) to get home and usually spend the evening watching him play video games or just being random like we are.

Pat's car got flooded in a bad storm a couple of weeks ago and he has been driving mine (the Flocus). That's why I don't really leave the house. I finally got her back yesterday just in time for a doctors appointment and visiting my mom at work.

By the way my mom is just about as busy as I am but she gets paid to sit there and email me things all day. Her new topic "the wedding" so we haven't set a date and we haven't really decided on anything, we know it's next fall, THATS IT. That's not good enough she wants to know everything. Daily, and sometimes bi-daily she asks if we've decided on a date, or how many people, or colors, which we haven't. I'm hoping she'll stop asking me soon. She also emails me a lot of pictures of dresses which is nice but 37 in one day... I should start training for when we actually do go dress shopping and I actually have to try them on!

I'm still pretty lonely here and our favorite bar just closed which makes me really sad!

Like I said nothing to write about.... but if you've made it this far you read my messy nonsense anyways... lol alright time to find another snack!

Girls Night Out!

Last night I had mentioned to the BF that I might have to plan a girls night out with some friends that don't live really close to us. That didn't go well, in his defense he just didn't want to be home alone all night if I would stay on a friends couch which I COMPLETELY understand BUT THIS IS...


His definition of GIRLS NIGHT OUT: You get all dressed up, and then wasted, and then end up sleeping on some random persons couch possibly "sleeping with" some random dude. Also that its just not what people in serious relationships do.

WHAT?!?!?!

MY definition of GIRLS NIGHT OUT: You get all dressed up, have a few margaritas, (if we happen to get wasted it happens but wasn't a "goal")and talk about things like dudes or things that dudes don't want to talk about.


WARNING GROSS (read at your own risk):








CASE IN POINT DOG EATING WHOLE USED TAMPONS. Yes it really happened and no I haven't went through the yard to find said tampons. With my friends this story would definitely come out after a few margaritas.






OK SAFE!



So I ask everyone out there, even if you don't usually visit here, even if you just searched the above Gross out case, WHAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF GIRLS/GUYS NIGHT OUT?

WOW

Happy St. Patty's Day Everyone Out There!

A quick funny before I get down to business. As you might (or might not) already know my mom and I email back and forth most of the day. So we were emailing today and I said that I wanted to go have some green beer to celebrate being Irish. Well, mom being the lack of a drinker she is (I'm possibly going to disown her for what I'm going to say next) she said, "EWWWWW green beer! Not for me, why is it green OMG IS IT MOLDY!"... Yes she realy said that...


On to other crazy things my mom says. I don't stay at home that much any more I'm mosty at my boyfriends or I dont get home untill after they go to bed. So, they (meaning my parents) keep talking about how they are going to move in two years when my brother graduates, which is fine with me I hope to be well on my own by then but they keep mentioning it like they want me to take a hint or somthing. AND THEN! Later last night mom and I are talking about me putting money in savings for car emergencies, computer emergencies, MY OWN HOUSE, and A WEDDING! I'm not sure if shes trying to drop some serious hints or if she's just making simple conversation, but it scares the hell out of me.


My one friend said I should talk to her about it but I feel like I'm just making somthing huge out of simple conversation. What do you think?

WHATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!

So the entire last night I kept telling my roommate I was not going to the bar. I ended up at my fiance's apartment and we had a friend come out to visit from pitt, so they decided to go to the bar. After we meandered around the random apartment complexes we decided to take the happy bus to the bar (the happy bus is a student government owned shuttle that runs until 2 i think maybe later). Can I just tell you that this guy was the craziest driver I've ever seen AND WE WERE ON A BUS. We finally get to the bar and there is a limo out side. This does not happen EVER. I get inside and I guess the steelers were there I don't really know who all was there but my roommate from last year was SITTING WITH JEFF REED and getting free long islands all night... I'm not jealous about the long islands because I don't like them but other things yeah...we hung around for a while and drank too much and went to walk home. Sheetz was insane people were dancing standing in line dancing it was fun. Walking home Chris's roommate decided he had to pee so we stopped ON CAMPUS and he peed while we were waiting we found the happy bus again. I'm not really sure why we thought it was a good idea but when we were drunk his driving was WAYYY worse so I said to Chris and his roommate"if we die i love you", because i love everyone when I'm drunk but we didn't die and that's sorta how the story ends more crazy hi jinks later...