Friday, January 11, 2002

:) Still alive...

Carlene just got home... but she's feeling ill... so in the midst of my packing madness, I'll hear... "Nicooollle.... can you make me some soup!?!" or "Niicccooollleeee... can you make me some tea?" or "Nicoollle.... I waannnt popcorn!" as well as my mom's "Can you measure the fridge?" and "Stop by the house and cover the carpets!"... and to make things worse... Im supposed to have lunch with my dad tomorrow... and normally that would be great... but he's probably going to be somewhat depressing cause of this whole moving business and I don't know if I can deal with that guilt. ACCCKKK.... but on the bright side... it's all going to be over soon. :) And I found the perfect sheets at IKEA not to mention coordinating pillows, window treatments, and rugs! YAY!

So I owe my first born to this guy Joseph from my Education class today... I was so close to not getting into the class I wanted. I was begging and pleading and on the verge of tears when he matter of factly pointed out to the teacher that while she added 9 people last tuesday... 3 people didn't show up today... and well in a nutshell... she let me in. :) I guess thats pretty exciting stuff considering its a CLASS... :)

HELP!! Carlene is memorizing the entire script from "YOU'VE GOT MAIL" right next to me.... I guess its her way of trying to get her way... she wants the computer. She's a DORK! It was weird a while ago cause her and mom were watching REAL SEX on HBO... it was some documentary on swingers.. "Swing-stock"... yay? Lots of old naked folks having sex... ewwwwww. Its not even a turn on... its just gross. Yeah.. the conversation was just getting really freaky... my mom telling us about Swing Clubs in the area? EWWWWW!! Its like if you were to watch porn with your mom... YEAH!! its weird.

She's really going crazy for the computer... she grabbed my teddybear and is making it dance... while she chants "naked naked naked" over and over again. Now she's just doing ranchy things with it. OH HELP.



3 hours later...

What she had whined and begged to have been a "quick check of her email" was obviously a lie... ugh. :P I hate it when I'm suckered.

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