Wow. I can't believe I haven't posted a blog yet this week. Weird.
Ummm. On Friday I stole my lovely from the island. I don't remember much about Friday night. OH YEAH! We walked to Phinickey's and had some drinkies. On Saturday we drove to Northgate, grabbed teh Chev, dropped Sarah at Jay's in Lynnwood and went to the Stanwood/Camano fair. Oh glory. Much purchasing of $5 belts. Much artery-clogging foodz. And I learned that I can no longer ride the Ring of Fire more than once in a half-hour period, which made me feel old and very sad. I used to be able to ride that bitch like four times in a row. Nope. Not anymore. I felt pretty effing sick for like 3 hours after that. Didn't stay for Survivor. Heh. Drove back to Northgate, did a bit of shopping while Terry was in the bar at Azteca talking to some old guy for forever. Heh. Walked over to Chev's and plopped down and was incredibly amused by her roommate Jordan. Dear god. Took off, walked back over to the mall, found Terry, drove to Jay's to find out that Sarah was gonna take the bus home in the morning. Drove home.
Sunday. Had the worst day ever at work. I think that was the day I got severely dehydrated, almost to the point of fainting. And was super-stressed on top of that. Got off work, couldn't park 'cause Toby's truck was blocking me, and I don't even get inside the house when Terry falls down the fucking stairs because Mittertails tripped him. Fabulous. He's perfectly fine though. Scared the living shit out of me, 'cause I've fallen victim to these treacherous staircases. Heh. Anyhow. Drove to Toby's house so Terry could get some shit out of his truck, then to Stanwood where we ate at this fabulous little place called Jasmin. Oooo.
Monday. Went to Kohl's after work and bought a Wonderbra and some tops. Heh. Good ol' Wonderbra. Drove to the island again 'cause Terry forgot a buncha crap here. Hung out with him for a few hours, then drove home around 9. Got home, realized I was locked out and didn't wanna break in, so I called Sarah to see where she was at. Which just so happened to be Joo-staaaa's hoose. So I headed over there and watched the boys get drunk and retarded and hilarious until midnight.
"You know why they call it a fountain? 'Cause it's MOUNTAIN with an 'F'." - John-fayce's words of wisdom on our way to said fountain.
Tuesday. Woke up at 6:47. Had to be at work at 7. Heh. We made it there in time somehow. It turned out that the night before was INSANE at the store and there were only three closers AND it was a canadian holiday. So the store only got like, 1/4 of the way recovered. So WE got to finish the job! YAY! All four of us stock peoples were out on the floor recovering and running go-backs along with all the regularly scheduled sales peoples until NOON. It was fucking madness. Got off work at 4, came home and beat the living shit out of the hellhole that was the apartment, took a shower and headed off to the island. HEH. Spent the night with Terry and drove him to work at 7. Got home about an hour ago.
IT'S MY DAY OFF! EEEEEEEEE!!!
Today... I need to check out Goodwill and Value Village and see if they have any 20+ gallon fishtanks for cheap. And if so, I shall purchase one and go get some gravel and a filter and all that business and set up said tank so I can take some of Chev's fishies. YAYFEESH.
Yep. And I need to finish cleaning up the kitchen today. That pretty much just involves doing another load of dishes, so not too bad. YAYCLEANHOOSE. Might also have to take Mittertails up to NOAH today. 'Cause he will NOT stop shitting on the floor and we don't have the time to attempt to re-train him. And he's just annoying.
Oooo and we might have giftcards waiting for us at work. Gotta see about that, too. YAYNEWCLOTHES.
Smokie.
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