my boss has literally been on the phone for over a half hour talking about cuba with some guy. now im sitting here looking like a shmuk cuz i cant finish my work cuz i need his input on something.. so he probably thinks im just sitting here fucking off.. which is pretty much the situation at this point. however on monday he told me that he never questions my work. ya damn right. lol.
so awesomely enough i screwed up my dates as far as money that needed to be saved for a certain bill. i ended up saving an extra $300 which is fucking sweet cuz i just ordered my halloween costume, im gonna be a lady maverick. non-conformist of the pirate age in case anyone was wondering. its quite sexy yet manages to cover my stomach, thighs, and upper arms. fuck yeah... 50 bucks well spent.
alloy.com is also having some crazy clearance sale i wanna hit up too.. 5 pairs of pants for $81 is nothing to walk away from. but the deal is i've been trying to lose weight.. so i dont wanna buy new clothes and then lose weight. altho i dont know who im kidding cuz i've been trying for years. however i am becoming more passionate about it as i age and become more pathetic and lonely.
oh yeah.. so it happened. i got into the red sox. i knew it would happen but i didnt expect it to happen as quickly as last night. im kinda glad i did tho b-cuz that game was nuts. pretty good choice for my first game. i do realize that the intensity of the game makes me forget to breathe. and i do think sports are way too much stress to add to my life.. but what do i do now that im involved. i must take it upon myself to watch the game tonight. oh god whats happening to me?
ryan doyle and chris are hanging out tonight, but ryan and keegan want us to go up there and watch the game. what is gonna happen is either im def not going to franklin, or im gonna hang out with ryan and chris for awhile.. then leave for franklin much later. i should probably get some sleep tho since last night at 3am me, lauren, ryan, and keegan decided we would go scavenger hunting for letterboxes at the old mill cemetary in marstons mills. to no avail. it was too dark and we creeped ourselves out too much to really get anywhere. oh yeah. everyone should go to letterboxes.org and see what those are all about. fucking nuts. mad letterboxes on cape cod.. and i have directions to most.. fuck yeah!
and the inner turmoil stirs.
i need a new hooded sweatshirt. ebay here i come. bye.
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