Pfft. Because Pickles.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Sunday, September 12, 2010

So, we went over and had dinner with the Wall Trout today, then I got to hang out with David.

Dinner:
I want to rip out her entrails and watch her bleed to death on the floor, struggling to inhale while her lung writhes on the carpet next to her.

No, as surprising as it is, not Wall Trout.

Actually, it's this girl Heather.
She's a huge bitch.

My little brother-in-law, Armin, is the sweetest boy you will ever meet.
Heather is his ex, and she won't leave him alone. The only reason she was at the dinner is because Wall Trout invited her parents.
But then she got the number of this amazing girl that Armin had been talking to, and started trying to convince her that he was two-timing her and didn't really want to be her boyfriend.
Then she had the gall to ask her parents if she could go hang out with the girl. In front of Armin.
Basically telling him that she was going to go and ruin his chances with this girl.

It took all of my will power to keep from removing her eyes from their sockets and feeding them to her.

How she could dare hurt someone as kind and innocent and sensitive as Armin...
She doesn't deserve to walk this earth without suffering.

Hanging out with David:
I wanted to look at my baby pictures, because we looked at his during dinner, but he was totally disinterested.
He seems to be disinterested in anything that doesn't involve him getting to talk about himself.
Or that he would be able to do on his own.

:[

True Blood Seaon Finale:
Ouch.
My soul.
It hurts.

Hasn't been a good night.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Sometimes, the hard work pays off.

Why is life so beautiful?

Sometimes things just work out, yakno?

And for me, this fine day/early-early morning, things have decided to sweat to the eighties.

Today, or yesterday, as of 2 hours and 9 minutes ago, I thought it was going to be a relatively shitty day. I was supposed to be babysitting these two horrible little girls who never sleep and are as stubborn as mules being ridden by political leaders wearing blinders.

And the day started out in a nerve-wracking way, with mi Madre startling me awake by saying I had a call. It was from David, which was a comfort, but then she said we had to talk after I hung up.

This normally means bad news or that I'm in trouble. So after reluctantly hanging up with him, I assumed the emotional position of a man on his way to the gallows.

I get downstairs, prepared for the worst and....

...

...nothing.

She didn't say a thing.

In fact, I sat down with her and watched TV for a bit.

Still nothing.

*relief*

But still to come.

She did say that Curtis had called and wanted to come over. So I called him back and he said he'd be over in a bit. And as I hung up with him, Madre exploded into little bits and decided we were all going to take the trash to the dump, regardless of Curtis being on his way.

So, reluctantly, and feeling like my minor good luck was gone, I went outside and tried to help Mom hook up the trailer. It wasn't working very well though. She fiddled with the latch for 15 to 20 whole minutes [during which Curtis showed up and tried to start helping as well].

And after all that time, she was like, "Oh screw it. Maybe we should just stack the trash cans into the car and just go."

And I was like, "Well...wait...see the problem? It's just this little hook that has to go down. If you push a littler harder..." At this point, I leaned with minimal effort on the latch. And it clicked shut.

At first I was like:

But then I was like:

Everyone was laughing and astounded. The atmosphere in my head was still tense, despite my awesomeness, because I still had minimal time to hang out with Curtis and I needed to get my phone back from Sunshine, who was supposed to have dropped it off at David's house.

So we're driving and we stop by David's, and he's calling Sunshine manically because we're all on a tight schedule. So, I finally get my phone back, and there are a few messeges on it.

Curtis: asking if he can hang out.
David: before he knew I didn't have my phone.
Michelle [lady I babysit for]: saying I don't have to babysit anymore.

I was like....

but nonetheless, I felt like it was a turn for the best. This way, I didn't have to babysit any little snotty girls, and I could spend more time with Curtis.

But we ran to the dump and did all them errands and Curtis brought his girlfriend over. And I ended up getting to have David over too. We all hung out and it was wonderful.

Then the cherry on this good-day-sun-dae was this:

I have this website called "Pokefarm" that I'm really into. It makes my life. All the fun of breeding and hatching pokemon without having to worry about battling.

But I've been trying desperately hard to get my very favorite pokemon in my party. I had succeeded with all but this one, my MOST favorite.

SO~ I was clicking through the "Lab" which is where you adopt pokemon, and I happened to adopt this egg I didn't recognize the description of. And guess what pog it was???

No really.

Guess.

It was...

This one~

Wynaut.

It's my MOST favorite.

So I was super excited.

Then, there is this thing called scouring, where you can get items and stuff.

And some of the items you can get are called "summon items"

They basically allow you to get legendary pokemon.

And I got one.

The one for Groudon.

Which, I will admit, isn't my goal legend, but it's pretty epic for a consolation.

THEN

[oh no, it's not over yet.]

THEN,

They have these event pokemon that happen every month or so and you have to meet all these criteria before you can get one, then you have to be lucky.

And as you can guess after all this,

I met all the criteria.

And I got lucky!

But basically, that's all.

I am happy.

Thank goodness for evarthan.

oh btw:

I'm going to be breaking my "virginity" with David in t-minus 38 days.

Should be fun buns.

Good N'orninght to all of you~~~~~~~~

Friday, September 10, 2010

Godommot.

So, as of late, I have been over at Sunshine's house building some epic Gundam models!
[And mine is amazing, btw. I'll post pictures and a link to the review once I'm able.]
But just now, I left my cell phone at his house.

And it's a good thing in the long run I guess because now is usually when Tyler texts me.
And Sunshine having my phone at his house keeps me from reading the texts.
But...it also enables him to read them.
What if Tyler does something stupid and texts something really inappropriate?

*sigh*
It's such a pain, having to deal with this stupid kid.
Now, it's like, I don't get butterflies when his name is mentioned anymore.
Thank Gourd.

The infatuation is over, and I am no longer dallying with the Duke.

Because I can't bring myself to compare David to anyone other than Christian.
And Tyler is more of a Duke anyway.
*glares off into the mid-distance*

All the same, I'd really like to get my phone back.
Just for the sake of communication.

I suppose I'll have to wait though.

Anyway, because I know sooooo many of you were curious, this is what my phone looks like.

Her name is Shayne [named for a character in my ultra-long ultra-dumb fanfiction].
And she's quite beautiful and reliable.
Though her camera has before gotten me into a fair bit of anxiety, she's still my very best buddy.
<3

Hopefully, I'll get her back tomorrow before I have to babysit.
Jada and Olivia. They're okayyy. Just...tiring little girls. And not always cute. I will never teach my child the phrase, "you get what you get and you don't throw a fit."