Lazy Sunday

I want to go to the theatre. . . Why? I don't really know. It just sounds fun. I also want to go on a date. Coincidence? Probably not. Unfortunately, no one around to date. Bleh.

I love my phone. :) But it sure is costly. . . Oo, speaking of costs, I need to go spend money on gasoline. . . I seem to do that an awful lot.

I keep thinking that I should go shopping, but I seriously cannot come up with a reason to go walk around a store alone. There's not a store that carries white boots. . . It's a sad, sad world. lol

Yesterday, I went to work and it was great. Which is getting very rare. But anyway. We were rather slow and for the first three and a half hours, I got to do Front DT. :D I was so happy. Time flew faster than it has in a very long . . . time. It was great. And THEN! I was in the grill for lunch, which was really slow and short, weeeee!, and then I got to do a bunch of little things for Jen, and went back to the grill. :D Also, my work day ended an hour and fifteen minutes earlier than normal, which was just fine with me. My check had taken a hit anyway. Might as well get it all over with.

So I had been considering putting my two weeks in yesterday, but now I think I'll wait. The time off has rejuvinated me, if only somewhat. I think I can last for another month though. :) Thanks be to God for His unspeakable blessings.

There's this guy, a kid really, who thinks the Pope is a Christian. . . . He called the Pope, the POPE, my brother in Christ. It ticked me off a little. I had to take a deep breath and erase a lot of my written response (it was on the message boards) and rewrite it in a better way. Can someone like that be a Christian though? Should I take the approach that he's just ignorant? Because it doesn't really seem like it could be. . . . I don't think he is. The weird thing is, I've always wondered. Nothing he's said about God (even when it's in a "word of praise", so to speak) has seemed . . . . right. I don't know.

Is it just me or is it easier to know when something is wrong than to know when something is right?

Well, that's it for now. See you later.

Horse Thieves and Computers

We're not Horse Thieves. We're Horse Thieeeves! Horses who steal things! *ehem*

You may all remember that I got robbed a little while back. I thought it'd be okay, since about half of them were on my computer and I could just buy some writable CDs and burn them. . . .

Not happening. My computer, the old thing that it is, has no CD burner. Grr? Yes. Grr. So now I spent fifteen bucks on stuff I can't use. My uncle once said that cars and computer were made for the tribluation. I'm not sure I completely agree with that, but they can sure cause a lot of trouble when they break. Or are robbed. . . Or just plain old.

I hope those thieves get caught. Not so much for my stuff. Just cause they need to get caught. It's just rude, getting into someone else's stuff and helping yourself. . . For shame.

Should I wear my contacts tomorrow? I don't know. . . . I'll think about it some more.

I wonder if Dad's computer has a burner. . . . But how do I transfer all the song files from my computer to his? Hmmm.

I suppose I could just be patient. . . . Or just forget burning them and have wasted my money. . . That's really not good though. . . . What I really should have done is checked to see before I went off buying things, eh? . . . . Hindsight. Don'tcha just love how clearly it shows your mistakes?

I'm cold. :D It's great. And my lips have been consistently chapped for like two weeks now. . . That is getting to be slightly annoying. But it keeps my lips a nice shade of red. :)

There are at least three guys at McDonald's who are at least a foot taller than me. I think it's funny how their waists are less than half a foot as high as my shoulder. . . . . . There had to be a less complicated way to put that, but it's hard to explain without visual aids. So deal with it! ;) lol

Anyway, that's all for tonight. Can you believe it? Two posts in. . . . . very few days. lol

About time

So I thought it was about time I posted again.

College plans are coming along. . . a little too fast than I'd like. But too slow for me to actually make it college. Which is kind of weird. I'm freaked. Yeah, I want to go. . . . But I'm still freaked. Crazy thing is, I'm pretty much completely sure I'm supposed to go next semster, which would normally make me pretty calm. And though I have peace about the decision, I'm so completely nervous. It's an odd mixture, let me tell you.

Manager Jen at work is funny. She's just. . . . funny. lol I like working with her. Billie can be that way too, but lately she's been way too stressed. I feel bad for her. . . . Maybe I should like. . . build her a cake or something. . . . Hm.

My brother is getting married. . . Which one you ask? I ask that too. ;) Probably both of 'em. . . . This is why I must go to college this semester. . . . . *sigh* I'm going to miss Mike sooooooooooooooooooo much. . . . Bleh. (Not that I won't miss the rest of you.) Growing up rots sometimes. lol

Phone is still awesome. Texting is fun. But dangerous because I have a very limited amount of texts. Hehe. Robin said she was going to call me this week. . . Hasn't yet. Hmmm. I mailed in the paperwork for a rebate a while ago, but haven't gotten any money back. . . . *shrug* I don't know what to do now.

So I got all gussied up for Halloween and no one was there to see me. . . . . I don't think a single guy worked that day. Not that I did it for them, but . . . . Yeah. A lady who comes through drive-through a lot told me my contacts were a lot better than my glasses. lol And then she was all disappointed that I wasn't wearing them today. I thought it was funny. Hehe. :)

In about five weeks, I'm putting in my two weeks. :D I'm SO excited about that. It'll be so cool! WEEEEE!!! I think Ryan was totally bummed when I told him I was going away to college. . . . I kinda felt bad. . . . Oh, well.

I don't want to go to bed because if I do, then tomorrow will come and I'll have to get ready for work and then work from 11:45 to 7:45. . . . . . Oy vey. . . . The thought of that is just depressing. . . Not going to think about it. . . Not going to think about it.

So my mom, the bestest Mom EVER! bought me a Gershwin CD once. Pretty much out of the blue. It was so cool. And then I left my car unlocked and it got stolen with my CD player. . . . And I was very, very sad because of all the CDs I had, THAT one actually meant something. And then my mom, my lovely mother, bought the same CD for me again. :) Because she's just that awesome.

Thank you, Mom. :) Oh, and dinner was delicious.