Wow. After all my anti-valentine's day blogging, I had a really nice night. Bry picked me up, we went to Olvie Garden, and ate til we almost exploded. Then we watched a movie (Bad News Bears). Very funny and cute. He was a total sweetheart. i am still stunned at how perfect a night it was. he even gave  me a spa gift certificate for 4 days of different treatments. I guess when it comes down to it, nothings perfect...and it shouldn't be. I just need to not lose site of the things he does that are so sweet. i tend to focus so heavily on what he does when he screws up that I lose site of nights like this, and I can't do that. i think we are all guilty of it. We focus on the bad and lose site of the good. I need to work on that. Anyway, i very nice Valentine's Day, minus the bears and all that jazz. Perfect.

What a stupid day. i swear Hallmark created Valentine's Day. I think this is the biggest waste of money "holiday" ever. I   told Bryan not ot get me a damn thing. We are ging out to a cheap dinner at Olive Garden and using his gift certificat. That's it. No fancy bullshit Nothing. Its just plain dumb.

I am sitting here woprking on my accountng work. I am behind in class. Naturally the prof chooses to collect the 3 lessons I had trouble with, rather than the 6 I completed and was so proud of myself for. Sooo here i sit, trying to catch up. I'm tired. I'm tired of being in school. Tired of being broke. Tired of selfish people, tired of drama. I sometimes think that everyone is crazy, but then if everyone seems to be a way I'm not, does that make me the crazy one? We live in such a dramatic, selfish society. America is soomed by the way. Absolutely freakin doomed. We are on the highway to hell, and Bush is currently the driver. Our morals are screwed up. We are the country of divorces, illegitiamte children, abuse, and poverty, yet we are too concerened with helping other coutnries that we can't even help ourselves. I am disgusted. I have come to the conclusion that I may end up single forever. isay this as I could IM my boyfriend right now...so yes I know the irony. Nobody will ever settle down with me. I am not in a "blah" move, just very relfective, and the accounting is slowly rotting my brain. The novelty of my new keyboard is wearing off. Now i just want to be able to type well on it . My friend is still causing drama. I feel like highschool all over again. Do people ever grow up? or do they just grow old? Life is so complicated. Doyou think anyone is truly happy? People claim to be happy, but do you think these peopel truly exist? People who are happy with every aspect of their life? I think it's a lie. No such person exists. And if you think you're one of them, oyu're either too young ot have truly lived yet, or you are fooling yourselves.

I have this friend who is a friend of my boyfriend's. I love her dearly, but she is driving me nuts. I am so sick of people brining drama in to their lives. She is sick - so i feel badly for her. I drove to east-buttfuck to have lunch with her, and the sushi wasn't even that great. However, i did it cuz i knew she needed a friend. She is (was) having a party tomorrow.Tomorrow is also the date of the big hockey game at RPI where Bryan went. Its a HUGE deal there. Bryans brother goes there, and is graduating this year. He's never been to a "Big Red Freak Out", and this would be his last chance to go, not to mention one of the last times to party with his big bro before he grads. So I tell myfriend I'm not sure if I can make it. She gets all fucking bent out of shape. Now apparently I'm not a good friend cuz I was stupid enough to waste my time reading her blog on myspace, and she purposely mentioned all her friends and how they are but me (are we in highschool????). Apparently now because I don't wanna drive to butt-fuck USA for a BYOB party that will be lame, I suck. I have gone out of my way to be supportive of this gil, andshe's pissed that i was gonna go to NY. We are not going to NY anymore. Tickets are sold out. Everyone cancelled on her party. We are getting a fucking foot of snow tomorrow and in to Sunday. Apparently I now suck asa friend. Guess everythign I have done for her is biting me in the ass cuz the one day she can actually do something i was potentially busy. i know she's sick.  I know she's stressed, but fuckin a! I hate people.

Its here its here1 My new keyboard arrived with lightening speed. I strongly recomend www.newegg.com! This thing is laptop style - its going to take some getting used to, but  I think Im in love. For 15 bucks including shipping, Im pleased. Never heard of the brand before, but it has neat lil light up keys for the CAPS lock and stuff, as well a media buttons that I'll never use. Apparently this type of keyboard will eliminate typing mistakes - which is exactly what i need. I find that i am hitting the wrong keys and missing others every now and then because they are so low, but I imagine I will get used to that. All in all, I think Im very pleased. I'll have to use it a bit more first to see. im a weird typer anyway, I sort of picker at the keys with the first 3 fingers. I have very small hands so my pinky is pretty useless for typing. I sure wish Natanis was in the chat, but shes too good for me.

I haven't blogged in awhile. I have been in an internet funk and have been unjustly taking it on on B4M. I am sick of myspace. I still sign on, I'm not gonna lie, but it is bullshit. It's a big f'in competition over who has more friends, who's page is best. It's so stupid. Theres this frickin girl who always adds shit to her page similar to mine. I know she wnats to bang my bf. I can't stand teh bitch. She tries to act all trendy "I dontcar what people think" but in reality she is an attention starved lunatic. The whole thing is stupid. Myspace is damn fake.

 

I had a kinda crappy day at work. Had a patient that could get out of a restraint better than freakin Houdini. It wwas truly impressive. Once on the lfoor he owuld crawl around asking me for water. No sir. You can't have water, because you are on thickeners. I give you "thick water" and yu dont believe me that it's water. You cannot have regulkar water - you will choke and die. Yeaa..he wasn't getting it, as he bent my fingers back, dug his nails into me, and threatened ot punch me when I tried to keep him in his restraints. He was on the floor in 2 shakes of a lambs tail, and when I asked ofr help I was told by one of the people to "leave him there. He'll get up when he's ready, with help". Uh no - maybe on your time, but if osmeone saw this dude laying on the fucking floor, I'd be in serious shit. Needless to say, I ended up having to get this dude off the floor myself. My back is so fucked up.

I hit up Hartford last night. Some famous Blogs4Me celebrities were there! I made sure to get pictures....

 

The infamous JoeD stopped by. Ooohh mmy God he's sooo handsome! Even better looking than on Blogs4Me. We LOVE YOU JOOOE! ::screams:::

Then ladies, you'll never guess who I ran in to. Oh my God it's Timbo - the creator of Blogs4Me. AHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I asked for an autograph but he's so modest. (PLEASE NOTE THE SHINY EARRINGS. whoah!)

 

Such a star-filled evening. Who would have ever expected?!? Thanks for the pictures guys, and the memories. *sigh*

I'm so sad I didn't go away to college. I mean..as a female, it sounds liek such fun. Read an article today about 3 fuck ups from UCONN. Apparently one of them was making out with this girl after they had been drinking, and she had the smarts to tell him she didn't want to anything. Since she had been drinking and it was late, she was again smart enough to stay at his dorm for the night because she didn't wanna walk back alone. On a campus with an extremely high rape rate, I say smart choice! Well...he fell asleep on his bed, she slept on the futon. His roomate comes back with a friend. They are hammered. He decides he wants the futon for he or his friend. They try to wake the girl with little success. SO what do they do? They sit on the computer and watch a few porns, then take turns jerking off and cumming all over the girls face. NICE! I love being a femle. There is so much respect for us as human beings and individuals. We decide not to fuck some random guy and have to worry baout getting jizzed on. Stellar. So naturally the guys made up a story and emailed it to eachother to try to get out of this whole thing. The girl woke up thinking she drooledo n herself - the guy later IMd her the next day to say it was semen. Not only that, but he emailed her the fake story hoping to convince her of waht really happened. Sweet. Needless to say, fucker A, B, and C are no longer students there (i hope you all work in gas stations for the rest of your life and McDonalds). Best part is one of the kid's dads is the head of college relations. Spoiled brats...

Dog owners:

Have you ever watched your dog crap? No seriously. Have you ever watched the movement that goes into a dog's taking a crap? Have you noticed the swivel? Every dog I have watched does this.

They squat, squat squat, and just as the poop comes out they do this little shake-swivel thing of their butt to complete the passing of the poop.

It's not quite a swivel though. It's liek a quick little back and forth movement of the butt, but it has rhythem to it. Almost like a belly-dancer move or something. If it weren't part of the process of shitting, it might be kind of impressive. I find myself watching sometimes, not because I enjoy crap - sight/smell/anything else....but just to see the end movement. All dogs do it. It's liek some wweird inherant trait they learn at birth. I can just see mommy dogs across the world. "push push push, uh huh not SWIVEL to make it come off. Thhhheerre ya go! Good job Sparky!"

 

I'm just saying....has anybody noticed?

I couldn't sleep last night for some reason, so I stayed up late watching tv. It was Sunday night after all; that meant mini-marathon's of my favorite cheesy crime-drama's were running back to back on TBS. Hooray! So anyway, I'm watching, and a commercial came on for Valtrex. This got me thinking. Who are these people? Do they really have genital herpes or are they just acting? Have these commercials seriously damaged their dating lives? Who are these men and women playing opposite them? In reality..would they really hit that knowing the person had genital herpes? I tend to think (hope?) not. I mean really..that's something that cross3es my mind with a partner. Who have you been with and what do you have? For some reason this commercial fascinates me. Always beautiful happy people with the tainted crotches. Hmmm.....I'm going to find one of them and ask.

I haven't blogged in a few days. I have nothing especially new to blog about either. Just saying helo, or something. I am currently eating oatmeal amd getting ready to go to the gym. I was on such a great kick and then I didn't go from last Friday til yesterday. Yeaaa...yesterday was a BAD workout. So I'm off to the gym today. I can't wait for the snow to melt so i can start running again. My last class is this Saturday; then I start Accounting the following Saturday. I have so much to do today. This blog is random. I guess I'll stop now. I need to go stretch. My ankle hurt so my achilles must be tight. byebye

I strongly reccomend, for those that have no tried it, drunken blacklight bowling. Fantastic time. Went with my sisters, Bryan, my sisters boyfriend, and my friend Mary. I also strongly encourage you to try Jack and Sierra Mist. I fabulous combination, as we found out, when we nipped it and ordered a pitcher of Sierra Mist. We also ordered a pitcher of beer, nachos, etc. Awesome time. Here isour night, in pictures....

We pre-gamed...drinking the always classy Genesee, while playing Bulderdash (a fantastic game to play while drinking; everyone should play it!)

Balls Balls Balls

Keepin' it real

When in doubt, nip it! Good ol' Jack. He goes with anything....like Sierra Mist....

Drunk and rowdy.....we bowled....6 crazy-ass mothafuckahs.

Awww...

 

The bowl-master gets another strike.....

I don't know who this guy was...but he was cool as hell.

The waaaaaaallllllllll.......

Gotta love the boyfriends.....

FUCK! I was this close....

You got a friggin problem?

Mandatory cheese shot....

My new friend + my hero. He fixed our lane when it broke. We love you Silver Lanes Bowling-worker-guy!

The aftermath......

What's a crazy night of drinking without a lil nudity. Bryan stripped in my car to Coheed and Cambria....

A fun-ass night. Thanks to everyone who joined us...drank...had good laughs....

We'll have to do it again.

 

Sidenote: I went to Ikea for the first time ever today. That place is amazing.

 

 

Well. Interesting night. Went to Hartford. We're trying to call people, see if anyone is downtown, end up running into a bunch of friends from highschool. It was like a sausage fest reunion. Yea...that's not all we ran in to. I'm standing there and Bryan grabs my arm. This chic I used to be friends with comes over. She's useless and makes me mad...but I can ignore her without a problem. Then he gets my arm in a fuckin vice grip. I'm like "what is htis kid's deal. Is he that drunk that he htinks I'm gonna get that mad over her"? ....and that's when I saw her. The girl he cheated on me with. Haven't seen her since before it happened. I felt tears in my eyes and at the same time the urge to punch her in the head. I have never fought in my life. I tend to think of it as a pretty ghetto non-classy thing to do. Never has the urge to hit someone been so strong. I would never do anything. I mean..if the bitch had come over, the amount of self-control it would have taken to behave like a lady would have been enormous. However, she looked over, I gave her the hardest death star I could muster, I think she shit her pants a little, and then that was it. Bryan held my arm in a steally grip saying "please - I don't wanna get kicked out. I'm having fun". Put his arm around me...then said "I have to pee and you're coming with me". She didn't come over by the way. I really don't know what I would have done if she did. I mean....it's just ironic that I blogged about this whole thing days ago, Bryan and I talked about it, I told him I know I need to stop worrying, etc etc.  I then make this silent pact within myself to cut the shit, and there she is. Couldn't believe it. I was like "oh sweet irony you bite me in the ass  again". In a way it woas good though. I hope she felt liek a piece of shit. Bryan calls her and tells her he can never see or talk to her again...that the hwole night (the night he cheated) was a mistake...etc, and then the whore sees us last night a year later and we're still togehter. Ya - fuck you bitch. Bet she wasn't expecting that. I hopwe she felt like a friggin used and discarded condom. I could tell by the look on her face that she was stunned, amongst other things, and I decided that the feeling she must have had - that she was an absolute slut that guys use and then toss aside because she's only good for one thing, then seeing him still with ME was better then me actually doing anything. Go to hell K.M. You're only good for one thing...and after a while...most guys tire of "pump pump done" in the backseat of a car.

Amazing night last night. For you Connecticut people that have not been to Max' Downtown....GO! The service was literally impeccable. Started off with a dozen oysters that I almost choked to death on the last one. Well..not really - a lot of shells. Then had this amazing sshimi tuna with a pickled cucumber salad. So fresh. Very good. I got the duck (medium rare. Gotta have it pink in the middle), with a pomegranite sauce. It had this little thing on the side stuffed with apple cinnamon stuff and a salad with mandarin oranges. I swear the duck melted in your mouth. Not even exagerating. Bryan got a steak with chipolte sauce and these little onion rings that were exactly what we'd all get in highschool at WB Cody's after a movie. We had a glass of wine, and finished with a creme brule trio. The couple next top us was awesiome. Married 10 yrs but youd never know. They acted like they had been togehter a year. So in love. The husband was asking if we're married..engaged..I should have looked over to see the sheer horror on Bryans face but I didn't. I always miss the good stuff. We went to Grants for a drink after and to visit my friend. A perfect night. Just what I needed.  He absolutely spoiled me. Hell..I'll do a bridal fair again if it means getting that dinner., Although I think this was a one time thing though. Haha, seriously though..I'm glad we're not one of those couples that does that all the time. Otherwise it would stop being special. I dont want to ever take going out like that for granted.

When I don't sleep, it's a disaster waiting to happen. I get more emotional, I get irrational, aomngst other things. I got 2 hours sleep last night. I just finished a book about a woman who's husband was having an affair with another woman and led a completely secret life that she had no idea about. She finds this out after he dies in a plane crash so she cant even beat him senseless. Awesome. Just the book for me. My two fears - dying in a plane crash and being cheated on wrapped in to one book. .......and I'm tired. This day is a friggin disaster waiting to happen. I have to be careful though. Bryan ha been so sweat. I don't want to let me exhaustion lead me to say/do something stupid. That'd be highly dumb on my part and would only be annoying to him. I'm supposed to go to the gym with my sister in an hour. I sreally don't want to go. I'm so tired, have a doc appointment today, and have a shitload to do for school before I meet with my group at 5:30 tonight. I'll go anyway though, I suppose. It's windy out. It's very cool. I love this shit. I should go eat some carbs for energy. But I'm tired and edgy so I have absolutely no appetite. I should nap today. No time though. I sure as hell shouldn't talk to Bryan right now or I'll say something dumb. Maybe I'll have some oatmeal. There are only 3 people including myself on B4M. Where is everyone? It's 9:37 am! I should go now.

Well, the bridal show is over. I believe it was a success. We have a few possible bookings from yesterday - very exciting! We celebrated by drinking beer and watching "blow".  A picture recap....

 

 

 

 

 

Its 8 am. I have been up since 7. Went out to a neighbors for a bit last night. Partook in a lil PBR. Got home. Could NOT fall asleep to save my life. Slept like shit. I am exhausted. Gotta sit thorugh 8 hours of class today, come home, get my stuff together, and head over to Bryan's. Gottta get everything finalzied for the show tomorrow. The weather is going to suck. Up to 3 inches of snow and high winds. Are brides greedy enough to bravee bad weather for a few wedding discounts? I sure as hell hope so. It's Saturday. No wonder nobody's on. I forgot it was Saturday. Am i the only asshole awake at 8 am on a Saturday? Apparently. I wish I was sleeping. It's pouring outside - good lseeping weather. I don't wanna go to school. I'm gonna drop out and become a stripper. Are my boobs big enough for that? I'm just kidding kids - STAY IN SCHOOL. My class starts in a half hour. I should really have some breakfast. I need more caffeine. My sister drank too much last night. I worry about her sometimes. Gotta get her away from that crazy boyfriend she's with. I need to take some Advil. I hope my other sister remembers to pick the flowers up for me for our booth for tomorrow.. Bah. I can't find my other shoe. I am literally walking around the house with one shoe on. I just spilled my breakfast drink on my jeans. I refuse to change. Screw it.  I should go really go find my other shoe.

You suck.

You have crapped out on me twice since I bought you. Thank God for warranties. Bastard.

You are made by apple. enough said.

You're stupid. I spent the first 4 minutes of my working untangling your stupid headse, it really through my groove off. crap-stick.

You refuse to accept my Def Leppard greatest hits cd that I illegally downloaded (and would really spice up my workout) because it's in MPEG form and not in MP3 or AVI. You picky piece of shit.You're ugly, and yet I refuse ot buy you a pretty case. I mean honestly..who does that?!?

"shuffle" my ass. I heard the same damn song 5 times yesterday. Thank god for the skip button. Lazy bastard.

and yet...sadly..I need you, and that's what makes you suck most of all. I hate you Ipod Shuffle. I friggin hate you.

So I'm sitting here in my room, looking around me at the mess thinking "where do I begin. I have to go the gym (yes have to. I'm a friggin addict now. I need it), I need to do work for school and clean this hsithole up, and I also need ot help Bry finish the text for the website. As I'm thinking all this I'm also thinking "damn I'm really poor. I'm always going to be poor. I'm so very very poor". Then I open I.E. and this pops up on MSN.com. It's a great article. You should all read it cover to cover (or top to bottom? however you read a website). http://www.slate.com/id/2134007/?GT1=7641  Great article.

 

So, I have no idea why this is bold now - something happenedwhen I pasted the Hyperlink and I can't get rid of it. T-minus 2 (3?0) days 'til the bridal show. Bryan and I have gotten everything we need. We just now need to put the finishign touches on things. The site...he has to finish burning all of his demo DVDs...things like that. I'm actually excited. I don't think he really is - a fellow videographer informed he that he probably wont book anything so Bryan is now asking himself what the hell he's doing. I think it should be neat though. It will be an opporunity to make some good contacts, and I mean hell, who can't use more contacts??? Yea...so anyway, I really have to go ot the bathroom. I'll see ya'll on the flip-side...whatever the hell that means.