i don't know why, i just got this sudden urge to go to livejournal. and SOMEHOW, i ended up logging in (and actually remembering my info too...). even more crazy: it just so happened nicole changed livejournals like, yesterday. freaky.

i know, i've been gone. a while. i think i'm going to start writing in here again. i think i need it. i feel alienated from general life discussion.

i read my last entry and felt an overwhelming update-mode coming on

UPDATES:
-still in houston

-that guy andy? yeah, still with him. 3 1/2 years now. he's hard to explain. he's the most normal person i've ever met in my entire life, yet has these strange facts about him that seem impossibly ridiculous. his parents are in the peace corps and he was actually born in africa. he spend most his childhood in the pacific islands. he's lived in 7 different countries and he plays online poker for a living. has since i met him. he went to nursing school for a year but changed his mind cause of the whole "i could kill someone with my choice or lack-there-of" thing. he's unmaterialistic to a fault (sometimes). he's not very interested in movies or music, but he plays some videogames and checks 3 books out from the library every week.

-i became absolute crazy never expected friendship like this in my life best friends with a girl named shelley, who i actually met through melissa when all that stuff when down. i can actually count on her, it's weird. and she's the first girl i've ever really been completely myself around, and vice versa. somehow it just never occurred to us to judge each.... she moved to paris indefinately a month and a half ago. :( (hence the need for random life discussion)

-that girl who's couch i crashed on and ended up living with? she's one of my best friends (if i had to order it, second after shelley). and that guy i introduced her to and she moved in with? they got married this past june and are having a baby now. i was her maid of honor (yes, me, a MAID of HONOR). they conceived on their honeymoon. how weird is that?

-DID become store manager at blockbuster. in fact, became store manager at a store in my favorite part of town (the gay friendly/crazy/liberal part) and loved it (never a dull moment there). was told when i took it over though that it was on a list to get closed in the next year. i worked my ass off to change it (it was one of the oldest blockbusters in houston and all community work the company did in houston was through it), made a profit for the first time in that store in 7 years my second month, then got told it was closing the week after. sigh. got transfered BACK to my old store, got a new boss, got promoted to DTSM (district training store manager), with a HUGE raise and an insane amount of unrecognized responsibility. then this past june my boss's boss told me they were thinking about training me for district manager. i was speechless for a few minutes, then blurted out "i want to step down to assistant and go back to school"

-i'm back in school

-i keep wanting to make a new website. is that weird? i haven't made one in forever.

-i miss aim chats with y'all.

-bongo's still on my desk.

-so is the pack of fortuna cigarettes.

what's up with YOU?

( other things )

a year.



really and truly, a year.



my god. so much has happened. not much has changed.


um, so all that shit happened with melissa, i went to live with carol for a bit, then she fucked me over royally and became friends with melissa just for shits and giggles. yeah, i'm still in debt for the whole fucking affair. i'm not in boston because i got fucked on money. i quit blockbuster last february because my old store manager sent me a text message in december saying she wasn't going back to work, and so i finally technically ran the store for 3 months and then got no credit for having been number one in the district for a year when i was running it the whole time. then i went to work at the cheesecake factory, which sucked major portions of ass, then got offered to be trained for store manager at blockbuster. didn't take it for a couple of months, then joey (old friend, from blockbuster, probably mentioned him before) came on leave from iraq (he's in the army - obviously) for a week and a half and i asked for a week off. they scheduled me and i didn't go in so they had the nerve to write me up (oh, i asked for, and was given permission for, this vacation a MONTH before this). so i quit and took the offer at blockbuster. i'm now store manager in training at blockbuster.


oh, and after carol fucked me and went into cahoots (or however you spell that) with bitch melissa, i moved in with a friend and crashed on her couch for a couple of months. turned into crashing into a spare bedroom for longer. she fell in love with i guy i introduced to her, they got and apartment, myself and andy (my boyfriend for over a year and a half now) and two of our friends (been friends for a good 2 or 3 years now) moved into a decrepit house across the street. it has no air conditioning (mind you, this is houston) and no heat and no hot water. i call it our glorified tent.



um, um, um.... i'm sure there's much more.



OMFG I MISS Y'ALL!



P.S. - i was looking at this post before writing this, and i just wanted to say that:


i still vibrantly remember that first conversation,


i still have that pack of FORTUNA cigarettes on my desk at all times,


i still have bongo on my desk at all times as well,


and i still remember just how sweet you always were carmel (cause you didn't pick a THING i could reference).

ok, so all the refugees that WERE in the astrodome have now been moved elsewhere. and since my tired little legs can't peddle far enough on my bike to go to any of those elsewheres, i can't volunteer anymore. and my store manager and one of my shift leaders are back this week (though my store manager is never really there, even when she is there), so less work. i got 68 hours last week though and after rent, it's all going in savings.


anyway! i am exhausted, and even though i don't have to work as much this week i still don't get a day off until thursday. and tomorrow night i promised some friends i'd stay up all night and watch the last 6 episodes of the first season of lost. after happy hour at oishi (sushi) of course. cause it's tuesday.


so right this second, i'm still busy. and actually, right this second, i REALLY should be sleeping. i have to open in the morning and it's already 1 in the am and my body aches. i haven't had a day off in two weeks, and all of those days have been nonstop. wednesday night though. oh, i can't wait.


i'm boring. i know.



also: when did missgirl turn into a porn site?

FRIENDS ONLY


add me and i'll probably add you back. as long as your psychotic episodes are limited to tuesdays and every third sunday of the month.