Anyway, Shelly walked in last night when Gina and I were watching "G-string Divas" on HBO last night and we couldn't find the remote last night. I'm really not a pervert, I promise!
I have no idea what kind of fun is in store for me this weekend. I did promise in a moment of weakness (I'm too damn nice to my friends) that I would go out clubbing with Gina tonight to help her find a man. I'm so excited. No, really. I'm not lying. I can't wait. Really.
I'm wanting to go to my cousin's band competition tomorrow - I think it's at Lafeyette - but I doubt anyone here will want to go with me. Gina doesn't listen to anything that's not pop country or something they play in the clubs (for the record, if I hear "Where the Party At?" one more time, heads will roll) so I seriously doubt that she will be interested in watching a bunch of kids march around trying their hardest to play Journey classics. I love it. Plus, she wouldn't meet a guy there. That's her motivation for doing anything. God, I'm a bitch lately. I need like a week on a deserted island and then I will be all happy to be around people again.
Could I be more of a prototypical only child? I want love and support but I want it when it's convenient for me, and now I want to be alone.
My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23