So here's to the next three days. I will still be working ten hour shifts, but they'll end earlier in the day. So, I will still spend ten hours talking to stupid people, I'll just do so earlier. Joy.

I would be lying if I said that I wasnt stressing over this weekend. I mean, I had to plan two birthday events for two different people. I knew once the events were actually happening I'd be fine, but you know how I worry. Even though hardly anybody showed up at Corrine's on Friday I got drunk (not wrecked, just drunk) and had a good time. And again last night, I had a good time. We went to see American Dreamz, which turned out to be awesome, and then went for dessert and had a blast at Boston Pizza. I love birthdays.

Now, next weekend I'll be celebrating My Boy's birthday. He's coming home on Thursday and Im taking him out on Friday night. I havent seen him since March 18th, so it will be just about seven full weeks in the difference. We talk pretty much every day for the past couple of weeks, and seem to have gotten really close. I look forward to seeing him again, I really do, but I cant help but feel a little strange about it. Is it okay that I dont miss him? I mean, I really wish that I could see him all the time and everything, but Im not attached to him, so these seven weeks have not been difficult for me. I've just been living life as normal. I dont talk about him, except on rare occasions, because nothing about our conversations would really interest anybody else. He tells me that he talks about me to his friends up there all the time and I tend to feel a twinge of guilt about it. You probably wont hear me call him my boyfriend yet, only My Boy, or "the guy Im seeing". Trust me, its not that I want to be dating anyone else, I think he and I are really compatable and Im quite comfortable in saying that we've been planning on doing quite a lot of things together this summer. I just dont need to drop words like boyfriend around to feel validated. To me, when I hear the word boyfriend (or girlfriend), I always imagine some sort of history. Like, the people have been dating months or years and he and I dont have that yet.

I will warn you though, I think this boy is capable of completely sweeping me off of my feet, and I think that is why I am being rather reserved about the whole thing. I am not ready to jump in with both feet, not until I can spend more than two weeks in person with him at a time. Its great to hear his voice and whatnot, but that isnt dating. Sure, I can talk to him and find out facts, but you learn volumes more by experiencing someone in person. You see their mannerisms, and how they act around you and other people. Those things are what really attract you to someone, and I was really attracted to him when he was home in March. I hope I will be even more attracted to him when he's home in May.

On another note, after next weekend, Corrine is home for the summer and this makes me more excited than I can actually express properly in words. Between Rin being home, Kim not having as much school work, and myself AND Janice having early end of shift times, much fun will be had. Even just going to Tim's for beverages, or hanging out and watching movies or TV.

It was decided that when we travel to Port Hawkesbury for my brother to finish his hairdressing board exam, that we are going to keep going to Halifax afterwards and do some shopping. Old Navy, here I come!

I also learned yesterday that on June 1st(ish) my uncle (on my father's side) and seven family members are travelling from British Columbia and expect to stay here. My house is not that big. For those keeping track, that is twelve people and two dogs trying to fit in this little house. Anybody want to let me stay with them for a few days in June?

Im not dead, I swear. I've just been exhaustingly busy and I'll post tomorrow, promise.

Starting Saturday, and until the next shift bid, I will start my workday at 8am as opposed to 10:30am. This means that instead of working until 9:30pm three days a week, the latest I will work is 7pm. I cannot describe how excited over this I am.

Oh, and I refill bottles with water and leave them in the fridge at work so they'll be cold when I get thirsty. I went today and I was missing a bottle. What kind of person takes a used water bottle and drinks out of it? It gives me the willies just thinking about it.

There's nothing interesting going on in my life at the moment, so I'll tell you about what kind of idiots my brother is friends with. Okay, Paul and Jenelle are going to pick Gayle up tomorrow, and another friend of theirs decided she was going with them. This other friend is unemployed (and not looking for a job, her boyfriend supports her) and obviously has no money. So the first thing she asks Jenelle is how often they were going to stop to eat on the road. Jenelle naturally replies "Whenever we're hungry" and the other girl has the nerve to suggest they eat pizza the entire way as to not spend much money. Honestly, why would they eat pizza the entire time, they can eat pizza at home. So, they're going to be spending the night away before coming back home on Thursday, and they were planning on going out drinking tomorrow night. The other girl decided that she'll stay home and read and, you know, they can go drink without her. Moron. There's a really easy for her to save money, stay home. She honestly expects Paul and Jenelle to change all of their plans to suit her. I hate people like that, I honestly dont know how they can still be friends with this girl.

Six hundred posts. That's a lot. Anyway, I didnt get my hair done tonight, that will have to wait until tomorrow. I did make supper (pizza), and tomorrow's dessert (turtle squares), and tidied the kitchen. The night was not a total loss.

Corrine, you and I will do something when you're home next weekend, whether it be Friday when you come home, or on Saturday (you are welcome to come with us). I plan to spend my days off next week "preparing" for birthdays, Kim, I may need advice/assistance/you to tell me what to do.

Im tired and Im going to bed.

Oh, and Christophe said I have style. Woo.

Next Saturday (April 29th), Janice and I are going out for her birthday. We're just going to a movie and dessert, or dinner or something. The girls are invited, just let me know if you're interested in going.

I called home on one of my breaks yesterday and Mom told me that I had recieved mail. Not just any mail, My Boy had written me a letter. A real letter, handwritten on paper and sent via Canada Post. Talk about making me feel special. I think this one's a keeper.

I saw this on the internet today and thought it was quote:

Dating’s like going on a job interview. You don’t know if you’ll get the job, but if you do, you get to see the interviewee naked.

Also I did something last night that I've never done before. My Boy and I were discussing things and we were comparing the size of our mp3 folders, and that moved into the size of folders that we kept porn in (yes, porn) and he said that he needed new porn. So, I sent him a clip. I shared my porn. I've never felt comfortable enough with anyone to do that before. I think this means something good. (In case you were wondering, I went to bed before the download finished so I dont know if he liked it or not)

So here's the deal, I have four birthdays and Mother's Day all really close together. One of those birthdays is My Boy's birthday. Here's my canundrum, I will not have a lot of money (due to having 5 events together, and having to pay for 2 cars), and we havent been together all that long, so would it be acceptable for me to just take him out to do something rather than buy him something? He's already told me that he doesnt want me to get him anything, but I cant not do anything for his birthday, you know? If anybody has any other ideas, I'll gladly welcome any suggestions, but I think that's my best option. Maybe bake him some cupcakes or something too.

Now, the other birthdays (Corrine, Janice, and my brother) Im not worried about. Actually, I think I know what Im doing for all of them, and without spending a fortune (or really, much money at all). I think Im a bit nervous about The Boy's birthday becuase we're still really new, and I guess Im still trying to impress him.

Why is it when someone is horny for someone else, the saying is that they want them in the worst way?. How is that the worst way? I think when someone is sexually attracted to me, that's one of the best ways they could possibly want me.

I was reading this article about the guy who shot himself after killing two registered sex offenders in Maine, and this line caught me:

Marshall, who lived in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, had come to Houlton, Maine, for the first time to meet his father, McCausland said. He added that Marshall was driving his father's pickup.

It doesnt even matter anymore that I got a new car. I am too upset over my hair. My brother was supposed to trim it tonight because the ends were getting bad, and I told him to cut my bangs to five inches and just trim the rest. Meanwhile he decides to do his own thing and hack three inches off of my hair, and then go with the thinning shears so I now have like no hair left on my head. Im actually bawling and crying over a haircut. I think it looks hideous, the two sides arent even the same length and its going to take six months for it to be the length that I want it to be again. So much for having nice hair.

I cant sleep. I cant sleep because Im depressed. Im depressed because I went car shopping yesterday, with my mother. You see, you will not understand unless you actually know my mother well. My mother can be quite childish about certain things. Going places with her can cause you to spend a lot of time wishing and hoping that she doesnt throw a tantrum, I have no patience for tantrums. Anyway, back to car shopping. I had gone in by myself yesterday and went directly to the dealership I had worked with twice before, obviously they will want to keep customers like me. I had taken a 2002 Grand Am out for a test drive (two door, automatic, fully loaded) and liked it. They let me take it home for the afternoon to try it out and if I liked it, we would work out the financial details later that afternoon. How many dealerships let you do that? Anyway, it was in the driveway when my mother got home from work and she automatically sneered at it because it was a two door, and because it was an '02. I really didnt feel like fighting with her so I said fine, I'll take it back right now.

Because she wanted me to, I went to a different dealership to look at a 2005 Sunfire that she saw in a flyer and liked. They didnt have this on the lot. I told the salesman that I'd look at whatever he had in my price range. This is where she gets childish. Mom pipes up and says that she wont look at anything that doesnt have air conditioning in it. I try and stress that no, Im really not concerned about a/c, I just want a nice car that I can afford. She completely talks over me and goes on about the a/c, so then the salesman didnt even show me any cars that didnt have it. At this point, if I didnt desperately need a car, I would have just said fuck it and left.

I took out a few cars, the last of which was a 2005 Grand Am (four door, automatic, fully loaded) and it was a nice car, a little big, but a nice car. It feels very um, plush, like its something that's way out of my league. He asked me if I was willing to buy it, and I told him I'd buy it that day if he could meet my budget. They made me an offer that was really too good to pass up, and I decided that I'd take that car. I was still sitting in with the finance guy waiting to hear back from the bank when my mother comes in and informs me that we need to leave now because she has to get home and go to church. So I had to just up and leave. I still have no idea whether the bank approved me or not, I do know that the car hasnt been moved since I looked at it. I have to call at 9am to find out if its mine, then see if I can get in there before work. If they need me to bring in a paystub, I wont be able to get the car until Monday because I just wont have time to do it before my shift today. All in all, I feel very disgusted and deflated over the whole thing.

Today (Im still thinking along the lines that its Thursday) I was invited to go and see Scary Movie 4 with Kim, Angela, and Ryan and I had fun. I needed to get out, but I was not impressed that my body decided to get sick after the movie. Its weird that popcorn would do it, but I hadnt eaten anything else. I tried ignoring it, and wishing that it would stop, but even hours later I was still feeling horrible. Its embarassing, you know, being out and trying to have a great time and having to run to the bathroom every little while because you think you'll be ill. I started feeling a little better about 8pm, and decided to make supper in hopes that eating a meal would calm my stomach (it works if I get hungover). It settled my stomach as much as it was going to get, but I had chills since I walked into the house, so now I was dealing with that. I went to bed frozen, and woke up about an hour and a half ago in a sweat. Im still way too hot and cant get to sleep, and my stomach isnt feeling as good as it should.

I needed to make a long post. I actually feel a little better.

This is the coolest thing I've seen in a while.

I love today so far. I got up and called the bank to find out my pay-out balance on the car. They tell me its $11,954. About what I had figured. Then I call Jeff, my insurance guy, to find out how much they're going to pay me for the car. He tells me that the appraiser looks at book value, condition of the car, and how much local dealerships would get on resale. They're going to pay me $11,097 for my car. Before you get your calculators out, I will only be responsible for $857. I am absolutely elated at this news. Its always a good thing to make sure your car is in perfect condition. I believe I will go car shopping today.

Im pissed off. Yesterday, before I left for work, I left a note for my mother to call the insurance company because the adjuster still had not called. She called right when she got home at 5:30pm and apparently he only works until 4pm, so obviously she missed him. So, then she calls the towing company who proceed to tell her that buddy was out to see the car days ago and told the tow company that it was a write off. Yet, dude still has not called me, and my accident was over a week ago. So now I have to go out and see if I can get a new car, despite the fact that I know I am not going to be paid as much as I owe for my current car. I am totally disgusted. This week I only have tomorrow to go looking around, and they'll probably cut my rental off before my days off next week. Obviously I am getting royally fucked over.

Stolen from Nina Kaye:

Go to Wikipedia. Type in your birth date (but not year). List three events that happened on your birthday. List two important birthdays and one interesting death. Post this in your journal.

Events:
1284 - According to legend, the Pied Piper lures 130 children of Hamelin away.
1819 - The bicycle is patented.
1974 - The first retail product (a pack of chewing gum) was sold using a barcode reader.

Births
1955 - Mick Jones, British guitarist (The Clash and Big Audio Dynamite)
1956 - Chris Isaak, American singer
1970 - Chris O'Donnell, American actor

Deaths
2003 - Strom Thurmond, U.S. Senator (b. 1902)

This is something you'd only hear about on the internet. About three o'clock in the morning my dogs started causing a raucus, barking and whatnot. Normally, they just bark out the front window at people going up the road, but this time Emma was out in the kitchen barking. Not only that, but there was a rustling in the porch (where we keep the recyclables), so my father got up to see what the commotion was about. There's this kid (he was probably my brother's age) standing in the porch taking his shoes off and my father looks at him and says "What are you doing?" and the kid looks at him and says "Oh my god, Im in the wrong house" and gets his shoes on and leaves. My father figured he went to the house next door, I figure he was probably out of it, but I laughed at the story nonetheless.

But it certainly does not beat Corrine saying that she was psychotic when she called and my mother asked her how she knew that I was walking in the door at that exact moment. She said it, ladies and gentlemen. Hopefully she's better soon though, it sucks to be sick.

I dont often talk about My Boy, mostly because he's away (only until May 4th) and the only contact that we have is phone and internet. I dont need to whine on here about how much I miss him, you'd become very bored with me very quickly. Nonetheless, he's a very picky eater, and I am a not so picky eater. Tonight, he told me that he tried haddock at his neighbour's house just because he knows that its one of the things I cook most often. That floored me. Little things like that catch me off guard because Im not used to it. I guess you dont realize how bad a relationship was until you find someone who treats you well. I think Im gonna keep this one a while.

I hate this! Its two in the morning and I cant sleep. On top of that, I have tons to say but I cannot formulate the words to actually post anything meaningful. Ever go through that? Its hateful, if you havent.

On the plus side, today I bought a pair of flip-flops from Payless (the pink ones Kim, they had one pair of 5-6 that I just couldnt leave there, but I think I want a black pair too), as well as a nightie from Sears (the Barbie one Corrine) and another pair of flip-flops from there too.

Oh, and I rented Mario Party 7 for myself. Blockbuster now charges $8.99 to rent a game for a week. I find this a bit pricey. Plus, it shows how long its been since I've rented a game from Blockbuster. And their selection sucks.

I am so glad that I went out tonight, it was a great time. It made me realize that I dont get to see Kim (and Angela, Ryan, and Jamie) nearly enough. I actually went into Bulk Barn and Dollarama and didnt buy anything. That's right, nothing at all. I almost made it out of Wal*Mart without buying anything, but then I saw Angela with Happy Bunny socks and, of course, I had to get a couple of pairs. But other than Pizza Delight that was all I bought. I may need to run over to Payless tomorrow after work to see what flip flops they have. I loved the ones that Kim was wearing (and her hair looked hot too). And not one person mentioned the chip in my tooth, that made me happy.

Oh, and I would so go and make fun of emo kids again. It was annoying waiting for Michael, but the emo kids were entertaining. Did you know that if two of them go behind a building, fifteen come back out? It was kind of amazing. That and I was about ten years older than them all, and it made me feel sad. Bedtime.

I still have not heard from the insurance adjuster, but I went into the rental agency today. They gave me a 2005 Ford Focus wagon. A wagon. Not only do I not really enjoy driving Ford cars, but for the next week or so I get to drive a wagon. Im really glad they gave me an age appropriate car, for my mother. But it is a vehicle nonetheless, and my insurance company is wonderful to work with.

Oh, and as of last night one of my front teeth is chipped. Just the corner is chipped off, and most people probably wouldnt notice, but its me and Im sensitive about my teeth as it is.

Guh, I hate sitting around waiting.

On my way to work this morning I was in a car accident. Im alright, sore, but not injured. I was driving along, minding my own business, when a woman decided to cut me off and make a left hand turn without giving me any room to stop. I hit my brakes, but there was nothing I could do and I hit her. My front passenger's side was destroyed, I dont know what damage was done to her car, but both she and her passenger were able to get out and walk around. I could have gotten out and walked around, but I wouldnt even unbuckle my seatbelt until the ambulance arrived. I've been x-rayed and everything, and there's nothing to worry about. All the doctor saw was the old fracture from my last accident. I dont have an interesting story to tell about the hospital like I did the last time, but it took over an hour for anybody from home to get to the hospital because there was no car home. I have never felt so deflated and alone than this afternoon when I was alone in the ER room crying. Im just getting home now, and the accident happened about half past nine, so Im tired. I need sleep now.

Im glad I dont have a prostate, because I kind of like barbequed meat (article).

Pamela Anderson got booed at the Junos tonight for going on about the seal hunt. I dont agree with the seal hunt, but she was in friggin Halifax, what kind of reaction was she expecting? Seriously, anybody who went to the Junos went for a party, not for a political demonstration. Bitch, take your soapbox elsewhere and get on with the show.

I am craving Chips Ahoy! cookies.

I have to work three ten hour shifts in a row over the next three days. This will be hard.

If you dont like looking at strange photos of dead babies, do not click here.

I found a really interesting article about the divorce rate of relationships that begin online.

New York divorce lawyer Raoul Felder says he is also seeing more Internet daters splitting up in his practice: "It's usually a relationship based on fantasy or desperation, which doesn't bode well."

Im really goddamned wrecked right now. I need to be up for work in 8hrs. guh, I really dont want to go to work tomorrow but I dontparticularly have a choice. Drinking was way fun. I was wrecked by like 10pm but kept on drinking. I drank 3 coolers and bunches of sourpuss. Lessee, if a penis full was 3 shots (cuz I think the shaft alone was 2), and I had almost two of those, plus another shot, then I probably had 6 shots of Sour Puss and my 3 coolers. Yup, Jenna equaled wasted. But I was not alone in being wasted, Kim was wasted too, and Angela was way drunk. I dont think Jamie was as drunk, but she was tired like the rest of us. We all came down hard off our liquor I think, and I dont think it was cuz of the food. Although I am way stuffed (mmm steak sub). Corrine called twice to check up on me, but she better have gotten laid cuz Steve was there, and I could not have drunk sex. So there better have been sex by somebody tonight. It was funny, I walked into Kim's and her mom congradulated me for having gotten laid when My Boy was home, I felt all special. By the way, he'll be home again sometime around May 5th for a couple of weeks, and then again around June 10th for the summer. I am looking forward to this, for more than just the booty (mmm booty). I need bed.