I've only been out of bed for about three hours and already I've gotten myself showered and hair done, eyebrows done, eaten lunch, made a pan of squares, and put cupcakes in the oven. Im a busy little girl today. I think while my cupcakes bake and cool, I'll putter around and get some cleaning done. I highly doubt that I'll manage to get any laundry done today because any free time I get I plan to spend playing Game Cube.

Tonight is drinking getting shitfaced at Kim's. You have no idea how excited I am for this.

Steff did it again, took the words right out of my mouth. Well, in this case, fingers.

I’m a good woman, a good lover, and a great friend. I know it, and I try to be each of those, but deep down inside, I’m also a scared little girl that wants the safety of the Tilt-a-Whirl. Too bad I’ve met the height requirement for the big fucking roller-coaster, and it's the only ride operating.

I spent most of my waking hours today on the phone. When I got home from work (early) I called My Boy and talked to him for about an hour and a half. We tend to have very long phone calls, sometimes up into the three and four hour range. Not only do I hate the phone, I dont think Im all that good at conversation. Nonetheless, when I got off the phone with him, Corrine called and I dont know how long I talked to her for. Maybe an hour. Her TV died. Poor Corrine, now she's left with her laptop and her vibrator ;) When I got off the phone with Rin, I called Janice and she wasnt home but she called back like five minutes later and we talked for another hour. I was tired at that point, and I think tomorrow I will have no contact with anybody. Heh. I did invite Janice to come to Kim's on Friday with us though. She isnt going to be able to drink (what with being pregnant and all) but she'll come down and have fun with us. Since she's off at 6:30pm on Friday, I invited her to come and eat supper with Mom and I and then we can keep going ot Kim's. I have to make a mental note to remember to pick up some sort of snacking food for the get-together. Hmm..

I was so excited at the prospect of drinking this weekend that I bought my alcohol last Saturday. Mind you, I took two coolers with me to Maria's on Saturday night, but still, I have eight coolers remaining. Technically that's enough for me to get my drunk on twice. I plan to get good and fucked up on Friday.

The girl next to me just turned and said "What country is Germany in?". I said "..Germany is a country.." and she got all embarassed and said "Ok, pretend I didnt say that".

Somedays working here is okay.

I woke up today feeling more depressed about having to go into work than I have in a while. I spent the first hour of being awake just trying to coax myself into actually going into work. The thought of having to work a full ten hour day today, then a twelve hour day tomorrow, and another full ten hour day on Wednesday made me sick to my stomach. I just couldnt force myself in there today. Not knowing that I will have no contact with anybody before Thursday, except for the odd email or blog/Live Journal comment. I just couldnt do it so I decided to stay home today and get shit done. I have laundry to put away, I could do some housework upstairs, I could get something baked, and I can make supper later. This is all stuff that I would actually enjoy doing, rather than force myself to go to work and spend ten hours wanting to quit. I really wish that I was in a position to just quit and move on. I cant handle being that depressed about work all the time.

Thank Corrine.

Also interesting, but in a completely different manner.

Oh, and under no circumstances is it ever okay to tell your girlfriend that she's getting chunky.

So on Friday, Emma and I went and got groomed. She and I walked into the groomer's shop and I coaxed her up onto the table and turned around to put her leash in the other room and she save me this look like she was trying to say "Um.. you forgot me..". It was only the start of her being pitiful. Utah (the groomer) started removing some knots from the dog's hair with scissors, you'd think she was stabbing the dog with the way Emma was going on. We had to muzzle the poor thing because she was getting so agitated. It took at least half an hour just to get rid of the knots, trim the hair on her feet, and clip her toenails. And that was only a third of what we had to do. (I keep saying "we" because I had to stand there too to try and control the dog)

The bath part she didnt really mind. Well, she certainly didnt like it, but she didnt struggle as much. The pitiful thing was that everytime Utah tried to turn the dog around, I had to walk to the other end of the tub because Emma wouldnt budge unless I was going to be standing at her head with my arms out that she could rest her head in my hands. See, I told you she was pitiful. Anyway, Utah figured that Emma would be afraid of the dryer, but she didnt mind it at all. Actually, it was the easiest part of the whole thing. My entire upper body was sore for two days afterwards from wrestling with the dog. My right arm is still kind of sore, but not as sore as it was. Im jealous though, her hair is now softer than mine is. Next time though, Im not taking her alone. That dog is way too strong for me to try and wrestle in and out of the car.

[EDIT] I probably wont go over the rest of my weekend, but Steve is damn lucky. I really think that if you're going to get in a car accident, you should do so in a Toyota Echo, you wont get hurt. Seriously.

I hate my new shift. I hate having to work until 9:30pm three nights a week. I hate that those are our busiest days and Im stuck working a ten hour shift. Yesterday it was a struggle not to just walk out and quit. Is the money really worth it? I mean, I know that I cant afford to not work there, but I seriously cant handle the mental aggrivation. I shouldnt want to just come home and cry after my shift, there's something really wrong with the situation when it comes down to it.

I did come home last night and talk to My Boy on the phone for about four hours, talking about way too many things to recount. That's one thing that I love about being with him, we can spend an obscene amount of time just talking. Its odd that Im handling him being away, so well. Sure, I wish that he didnt need to be so far but we just click so well with everything that I couldnt not be with him while he was away. Its really hard to put into words how well we actually work together. Suffice it to say I never thought I'd find a guy like this in my lifetime.

I think Im gonna haul my chubby butt to the gym today. I need the exercise. Other things planned: having my hair colored, and going for groceries with Mom. That last one, Im not looking forward to, believe me.

Ten hour shifts suck the life out of me. Especially when I have to work three of them in a row (today is two out of three). On a good note, I have finished watching season one of Dead Like Me and I can now move onto season two. What I really would like to do is burn all of my television shows so that I can clear room on my HD. If anybody knows how I can do that, please let me know.

Do I look thinner in that photo? More than likely only people I know offline would have an opinion on that. I dont think I've lost weight lately, but today at the wedding everybody was commenting on it. I know my tits look huge in that photo, I think its just the shirt. Anyway, the wedding went well. I had never attended a JotP wedding before, so it was a new experience for me, and not a bad one. The wedding was actually quite nice. The JotP put on a nice little ceremony, and then afterwards was just one of our normal family gatherings. I'd have to say the highlight of the day was my mother's seventy-six year old aunt talking about the newlyweds going for a "quickie" when they went home to change into more comfortable clothes. I love my family.

So My Boy messaged me earlier in the evening and asked me if I'd like to spend some time with him tonight. This was unplanned, we had both planned last night to be our last night together, so naturally (and because I wasnt doing anything) I jumped at the chance to get to see him again. Well, let me tell you, I gave that boy a blowjob that rocked his entire body. Im quite proud of myself.

I highly recommend parking if you want to spice up your sex life.

Amusing though, before the cocksucking began, when we were just sitting there talking (at the bottom of Brown's Rd), there was not one, but two cars of people that came down and parked to smoke up. Neither parked near us, and neither was there for all that long, but it amused me in great detail, especially the first car who kept the dome light on the whole time. Silly n-dub teenagers.

So I swore years ago that I would never incorporate distance into my love life ever again. Look at me now. I met The Boy and over the course of the last two weeks, I totally rethought whether I would do distance again. There was no way that I would have been okay with him going away and us not being "together". I couldnt just put my feelings on hold and "see what happens", and I would have been heartbroken if he had told me he didnt want to continue this while he was gone. We are going to continue our relationship while he is gone. He could be home as early as the middle of May (for a week), or as late as the end of June (for the summer). At this point it is up in the air. So, this being late March, is only a maximum of three months. Im sure the time will fly by.

You're probably thinking that Im crazy. I probably am, but I just cannot describe how I feel about this guy. It is incredibly wonderful. Everything I learn about him just confirms that we were perfectly matched. We're just so in sync with each other. I have never felt like this with anyone else. We can talk for hours about anything and everything, and he listens to what I have to say. Actually listens! He not only makes me feel attractive, but he makes me feel respected.

Of course, I am also very physically attracted to him. Besides him being a good looking guy (fucking hot since he shaved the beard off), its like he knows just how to touch me to arouse me. Last night he made me orgasm just by playing with my nipples. I was already aroused from the making out, but an orgasm from just nipple action. Jesus effing Christ, it was amazing! I would have done anything that he wanted at that point. But, back to my train of thought, theres no insecurity barriers preventing either of us from expressing our physical attraction and I cannot describe how good that is. *sigh* He makes me all gushy. If I fall hard for this boy, its Corrine's fault :P

Speaking of Rin, last night My Boy and I hung out with her and Steve for a little while and it was fun. Corrine and I totally kick ass at pool, but we forgot to dress like whores. My Boy kept running his fingers over the skin on my back above my jeans. It totally made me hot, and I really have to stop talking about him or somebody is gonna smack me, I know it.

Corrine's home!

Bigger post later.

So, y'all know how The Boy is going back on Sunday, right? Well, I've been liking him more and more every time I see him, and tonight we had our big talk about what's going to happen once he goes back. Well, Im now somebody's girlfriend, and, The Boy has been upgraded to My Boy. I have reentered coupledom and it is still very surreal.

I've updated my links list, for something to do.

Im being taken out to eat today (thats to eat food, not be eaten ..that I know of). I look forward to this.

Tomorrow is St Patrick's Day. I have never celebrated this day.

Thank you to Kim who gave me great advice about the "issue". Also, thank you to Corrine who made my day by calling me, while drunk, and giving me a really good laugh. I needed to laugh like that today.

I feel sad and lonely today. I dont feel like talking about it right now.

So, Saturday night the girls (Janice & Amy) and I went into the mall and I spent $75 on four shirts and some socks. I way overspent myself, but Im satisfied with my purchases. Amy went all out and bought the cutest little denim jacket that Im way jealous of. If i could have afforded it, I would have bought one for myself, too. After the mall we went to Pizza Delight and dished about boys and things. It was great to get out like that. I need to do that more often.

And then we come to last night. He picked me up around eight and we drove out to a not-as-secluded-as-I-had-hoped location where we talked for a while before the make-outs began. Let me tell you, that boy made me melt just by running his fingers up and down my back. Oh, and the biting my neck? Yeah, that was nice. There was no way that I could possibly go home unsexed after all of that. Even though it was cramped car sex, it was absoutely amazing. I had all but forgotten how really good sex can be when you really want it. My legs were still wobbley hours after we were finished. I melted when I was home and I smelled him off of my skin. It made me want him all over again. I even spent all day today wanting, but in a different way. Anybody who watches Grey's Anatomy will know what I mean by "feeding the beast". We're going out tomorrow night, and I look forward to it.

Tonight, Im VTOd and dont plan on going anywhere unless someone wants to go for a Tim's run. My body is sore, but Im not complaining.

This chick? This chick got laid tonight. We finished something like two and a half hours ago and my legs are still a little weak to walk on them. And I still smell like him, its nice :)

And boo to Corrine who was gone to bed by the time I got home. At least Kim and Amy were online to gush with me :P

Corrine told me to update, but my hand is so sore I can barely type, so this is all you get for now. Maybe more later. Well, if I get anything later tonight I can assure you an update.

My body needs to be ravaged. Hardcore.

ACTION!

Yeah, there was kissing. It was later in the evening, and I sorta made the move (yes me). We were (parked) talking and he told me that he was too shy to kiss me the other night and I leaned in and things went from there. It was just kissing, and it was good. This will happen again. (I would like to see him sans beard though.)

Im going to bed because Corrine told me to a few minutes ago, I just needed to update because I know you all care.

Way too funny! I was calling home on my break and there was no answer, so I called my brother on his cell. I was telling him to feed the dogs cuz I would be going out after work, and he said "Going out with {name}?" and I said yes. He then hollared to his friends in the background "My sister's going on a hookup!" and came back to me and said "Email me later" and I asked "Email what?" and he said "Well, email certain stuff" (meaning nothing dirty) and went back to doing Jill's hair. It made me giggle.

I like a boy. The Boy to be specific. So much so that I hauled my arse out of bed at five o'clock in the morning (after being up until eleven last night) to give myself enough time to style my hair after my shower, because I wont have time to do that after I get home from work. We're going out tonight, to the movies. Its like a date. Im not going to promise you any physical action, but I would be lying if I said that I wasnt hoping. To make things even better, he's not going to Boston next Wednesday as originally planned, so he'll be on the island until next weekend. Right now Im not looking past these two weeks while he's home, so dont ask what's gonna happen after that.

*sigh*

Im totally all schoolgirl over this. I can honestly tell you I was not this gaga when I first started going out with my ex.

So yeah, I got my new shift. It starts this Sunday and goes as follows:

Sunday: 10:30am - 2:30pm
Monday: 10:30am - 9:30pm
Tuesday: 10:30am - 9:30pm
Wednesday: 10:30am - 9:30pm
Thursday: Off
Friday: Off
Saturday: 10:30am - 5:00pm

Does anybody else think its absurd that I've been working here since October 7th, 2002 and I am forced to work until 9:30pm?

First, for anybody who has not been to Cape Breton (where I live), this is seriously how we talk.

Second, this has seriously been one of the best weekends in a long time. Sunday was full of teh drama, but Im over that now.

Last night, of course, I went for coffee with The Boy ..until half past one in the morning. And my mother didnt even ask me what I was doing out so late. I was disappointed because we honestly werent doing anything that I couldnt tell my mother about.

Today started by Corrine calling me to tell me to go on messenger (we spent nearly every waking moment talking the entire weekend, I will be lonely at work tomorrow) where she proceeded to fill me in that The Boy was kicking himself for not making a move on me last night (and how distracted he was when I was playing with the bar in my tongue), and I got all giddy and gushing like a schoolgirl. It was all like "Ooooh Im pretty!" and all this happens on a day when Im getting caught up on Grey's Anatomy and Im all emotional over that anyway. I was very um, manic. Tonight I went to Kim's and hung out with her, Angela, Ryan, Jamie, Dom, and then later Janice came. We spend the entire night talking and laughing. Corrine even called us! And then, because she and I hadnt been talking for *gasp* forty-five minutes, she had phone sex with me and it was so hot (haha).

In case you were wondering, The Boy asked me to keep myself available on Thursday, so obviously we'll be hanging out again. It may be more like a date, but Im not going to call it that yet. The thing that amuses me about it is how everybody else is all excited over it. Corrine's been beside herself for the past few days, and Kim and Angela have been excited about it too. Today, when I ran into Jamie & Dom and the pharmacy, Jamie was all excited asking me how it went. Then, tonight, Ryan was saying that he had messaged my brother last night talking about it (only to find out that my brother knew nothing about it prior to that). That's not even everybody. Its kind of like all of my friends are living single lives vicariously through me. I feel very special.

Tomorrow, at work, we are having a shift bid. I have mixed feelings about this. Update tomorrow.

Well, there was no kissing, sorry to disappoint you. Althought, I could have handled kissing, but I wasnt going to make a move. We spent the entire night talking and it was awesome. There seriously wasnt a lull in the conversation for the entire night, and we were together from about eight until half past one. We're totally getting together again before he goes back.

During the evening, Corrine came up in conversation, and how she was probably sitting home all a-quiver with excitement for us to get home and tell her about it. I said that she was probably after messaging me wondering if I was home yet. I came home to this:

Corrine... says: where the hell are you
Corrine... says: its after 11pm young ladie
Corrine... says: have you no shame
Corrine... says: gah
Corrine... says: screw this. I dont know what you guys are doing but I'm really sleepy . I guess out this late means he either chopped you up in pieces or felt you up to peices. hehe you best write me a really good fucking email!!!!
Corrine... says: its 12:29 AM you know
Corrine... says: that means its NOW March 7th
Corrine... says: *whistles while she waits *

I laughed out loud. And now Im tired.

Sex toys being sold from vending machines? Brilliant!

I am too fucking old to deal with other people's goddamned fucking childish pathetic internet drama.

But, the shining moment in my evening was Crash winning motherfucking best picture. Booyah!

Drama hurts my head.

On a lighter note, The Boy and I are totally doing hot caffinated beverages on Monday. Corrine warned me that if there's kissing I have to find a payphone and call her.

Because I know you're all on the edges of your seats, I havent spoken to him yet since he's gotten home. Plus, I cant actually do anything until I get paid again because I have seven-something in the bank and five-something in my purse. Im rockin'!

Thursday night I went to bed at 7:00pm. I seriously did. It was probably half past eight before I got to sleep, and I really needed that sleep. Mind you, I still didnt get out of bed until 5:30am so I barely had time to get ready for work. I've been making a habit of that lately. Last night I didnt even get to eat until half past eight, so it was after nine before I could try and get to sleep. Tonight I plan on making it an early night if Im to stay up tomorrow and watch the Oscars (during commercials of other shows).

I've talked to Corrine on the phone the past three days. Mostly its to bitch and complain about people um, things, but it totally made my day the last three days.

OoOoO! Yesterday I got a free hot chocolate at Tim Horton's! For some reason when I ordered he must have said that I wanted two, but when I told him at the window that I only ordered one he gave me the second one anyway and only charged me for one. And on top of that I won a coffee hot caffinated beverage under the rim. How cool am I? And I think one of the boys on backshift has the hots for me.

Im in love.

So, anyway, I am totally not pleased that Marten and Dora are hooking up, and I really think that if these were real people Faye would not be handling this as well as she is. I should really give Jeph more faith though, and see where he takes this current storyline. (Speaking of QC, somehow I managed to get Corrine's friend James addicted to it. Im awesome.)

So, yeah, The Boy is supposedly on his way to this province today. Corrine told me to catch him off guard and ask him to do something before he asks me to. I can do that. I can ask him for coffee or something, Im a big girl. I have also heard through the grapevine that he's crushing on me, this makes me feel good about myself. Am I crushing on him? Well, I havent met him. Is the potential there? Sure. I just dont want myself to fall into the trap of falling for a guy that I havent met in person. If Im going to like a guy, I want it to be for who he is, and not who I make him out to be in my head. This, and Im treading carefully because the last thing I need is to let myself make the same choices I did before. That would be the worst kind of horrible.

My favorite part of the day is the time when Im laying in bed falling asleep. Im just so calm and warm and comfortable. I spend the entire day waiting for the time when I can just go to bed. This is sad. I am in (what some would call) the prime of my life, and Im wishing it away. I cant help it though. I hate my job, and Im stuck here until either I come into a lot of money, or a better job falls into my lap. Im not counting on either. I refuse to leave here for another call center, its only the same bullshit. Im tired of this bullshit. I wish it were the summertime, when I would enjoy going out more. Its not that I dont enjoy going out, its just that when its cold I would much rather be curled up under a blanket in my jammies than out in the cold. I become a total homebody when its cold out.

Im making pork chops for supper.

There is more, but we're busy.