Freitag
I don't know if that's spelled right.
First and foremost I want to take the time to mention a special Christmas gift that was given to me from a close friend. I didn't have a chance to mention it in my earlier post about presents -- because it came a little late. The gift: A strip tease. Yes, Keelee sent me a strip tease via cell phone, Ladies and Gents. Nice Keels! Real nice! What I think I loved the most was Kathleen singing along to the song in the background.
Tonight, E and I finished watching the end of Skeleton Key. It was really good, and Anon, you were right....we didn't suspect that ending.
Just got done watching the machinist. Um...yea... brotha needs to eat a fucking cracker already!
2006
I'm hoping to have a 2006 REVolution: a sudden or radical change in a system (me). The new me will go in to 2006 with the following new systems in place.
- Floss once a day (I stole this off another blog but I like it so ... I'm going to)
- Spend less $$ on coffee
- Get A's
- Smoke LESS
- Drink LESS
- Start taking that water aerobics class I've been dying to take
- I will hang up my coat every time I enter the house
- Keep the weight off
- Stop biting my cuticles
Ta-da!!
Rumor Has It
That I'm going to see
'Rumor Has It' today after work. I should be getting out of the office around 2 or 3 today and then I'm off to enjoy a chick flick on my own. I'm craving a few hours of alone time in a theater. It's been too long. Me, some pop corn, and an empty theater.
I have no idea what this movie is about. Not at all, but what I do know is that it has 3 of my favorite actors in it.
Jen (of course)
Shirley McClain
Mark Ruffalo (so hot!)
So I'll let you know how it goes. Tomorrow Holly and I are seeing
Family Stone. I'm excited about that one too!
JOY TO THE WORLD; MY GIFTS HAVE COME!
Fo rizzle this has been the craziest Christmas ever!! Not because of my gifts, no, but they were all great. It was because of all the family family family family!!! Between Eric and I we had 4 days of nothing but family celebrations. I love my family. I love his family. But I think we're both familied out!
Friday, December 23rd
Happy hour with old friends/family friends. It was great. Eric got to meet half of the girls that were in my brownie troop as well as the parents that accompanied them. It was a nice blast from the past type of event complete with a bon fire and loads of wine.
After we got home, drunk, we decided to celebrate Christmas early. We opened up all of our presents to each other. Many have asked so I'll just say it now: No, there was no sparkling diamond engagement ring in the stack. We'll keep our fingers crossed for next year. No pressure sweetie pie! *wink*
But, I did get -- from my uber (Did YOU know Uber only has one 'b'?) thoughtful boyfriend:
THIS....... but it was given to me a few months ago.
- A new and beautiful coat
- A jewelry box for my jewels
- A coffee pot which I much needed and some flavored coffee
- Shower gloves
- Perfume
- AN ORIGINAL 1982 STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE DOLL STILL IN THE BOX AND NEVER BEEN TOUCHED!!!!!
- A lovely gold necklace
- The choice of one of three laptop bags
- Some ear muffs and a matching scarf
- A new watch
- oodles of stuff in my stocking.....I'm sure there's more but I was over whelmed ....
Saturday, December 24th
Christmas Eve at my parents house. Tradition insists that all the children spend the night at Mom and Dad's on Christmas Eve. We have a fancy dinner, with a champagne toast, and we open one present. This was the first year that one present turned in to 5 but the dinner was fab! Eric was lovely and joined me for all the Crazy family stuff that night. What a champ!!!
Sunday, December 25th
Christmas morning. This was the first time my sisters kids were able to spend Christmas morning with us, so the first part of the morning was basically a flurry of wrapping paper and battery operated walking dinosaurs. The adults spent the rest of the morning opening up all their fun gifts. Thanks to all who hooked a sista up!
Sunday night, December 25th
Christmas at Eric's parents house. We did a light super and gift opening with his parents, his sister, his brother and his brother's family. After a few hours of that we trotted down to his (are you ready?) sister-in-laws parents house for a dessert/coffee session which went until 10:30. I WAS SO TIRED.
Monday, December 26th
We hid.
Tuesday, December 27th
God gifted me a UTI. I've been cheating on my diet. So off to the doctor and then to the pharmacy I went.
That evening, Eric's sister-in-law had Eric's Mom's side of the family over for gifts/dessert. That was about a 7pm-11pm event of laughing, gift unwrapping, drinking pink wine, and good family times. After that event I was just pooped.
Wednesday, December 28th (yesterday)
Off to Eric's Grandmothers house around 6pm to have a celebration with the OTHER side of the family. I wasn't feeling well since I have this lovely infection so we headed for home about 8pm, stopping only at Blockbuster for a movie.
We watched 4/5 of The Skeleton Key to discover the last 20 minutes of the DVD had been damaged and we were forced to go to bed without having seen the best part of the movie. Bunk.
So now that all that is over, and E and I finally have some down-time, I'm going to blog, post pictures, read your blogs, and relax!
I hope you all had a Merry Christmas!!
Successful Christmas party
I've recovered from sucking up the tree skirt in to the vacuum cleaner last Friday. The vacuum cleaner did not. Basically the dangly things that hang off the edge of the tree skirt got sucked up in the machine. I just ripped the rest of that crap off and you'd never know the difference.
Liz arrived only 30 minutes late and we had fun starting the moment she stepped off the plane. I am ashamed to say that I do not have many pictures of our trip. We have a few that I will post over the weekend, but they're not great.
The Christmas party/condo reopening that Eric and I hosted on Saturday night was a hit. We had a keg, egg nog station, wine station, mulled wine station, & a liquor station. I loaded the table up with lots of tasty apps -- as promised. I had to improvise on the mistle toe a tad. They "didn't get any in" at Michaels so I asked the sales lady at the store to describe it to me and I made my very own. Pictures will be posted of this piece of art come the weekend.
The secret Santa gift exchange didn't go so well. No. It didn't. There were no-show Santas, forget the gift Santa's, and "I didn't look to see who I had" Santa's. The only ones prepared were myself and Francis. So we exchanged. I had a few "emergency" gifts set aside in case one or two people fucked up and forgot -- but not the whole damn crowd!!! I'm thinking we're not the secret Santa kind of group.
I'm ALMOST done with my Christmas shopping, damn it!!! I spent many hours last night in traffic trying to get the last of my gifts picked up. I have a few other things to get -- but then I'm DONE! DONE! I started out this years shopping with a bang. I had most of it done online and before the November month end. It was the few remaining items I had to get, in person, that I slacked on. With school, the party, etc. I just didn't have the time to go out and shop in the stores. Also the placement of Christmas this year was a problem for me. I really need Christmas day to fall on a week day. Thursdays and Fridays are best. For some reason when it's put out there on a Sunday -- I tend to procrastinate. Why? I don't know.
Jansen -- You're the worst secret Santa on the planet!!! Just kidding....but I was bummed you didn't show!
King Kong
Eric and I brushed up on the two prior King Kong movies before heading out to the Cinema last night to watch the latest and not so greatest. We both had mixed feelings about the 3-hour long movie when we left the theater at 11pm last night. I'd write a really lengthy review if I weren't so fucking tired from being at the movies that late, and fighting off wild jungle beasts in my sleep. Eric found
this review today and it's a pretty good summation of how we both felt.
My favorite line of the review: "an attack by creatures that look like angry penises with teeth" You must read the review to find out about them -- unless you saw the movie.
Fuckity-Fuck-Fuck-FUCK
Long story short - Liz is coming and we're having a big ole' Christmas party tomorrow. As a result of being a "half-ass" I've been given a list of chores to do before Liz gets here. After all, I'll just be making cooking and whatnot to prepare for the actual party....! Here is my list of You're so retarded you can't prioritize, chores:
- Windex windows and patio door
- Gather any and all tools
- Vacuum the saw-dust in the kitchen and hall
- Vacuum, dust, and straighten up the laundry closet
- Clean out fire place; put ashes in a bag and throw away
- Gather all the empty tubs and laundry baskets to take to Eric's Moms
- Throw away extra boxes
- Clean all stainless steal in the kitchen
- Windex all the mirrors throughout
- General dusting, cleaning, mopping, vacuuming of the entire condo.
Any questions? No.
After all, I did take off of work, 2 weeks in advance, 7 hours of cleaning time for this task, and this task alone.
So as I'm doing my said chores I accidentally vacuum up the fucking Christmas tree skirt screaming, "Fuckity-fuck-fuck-FUCK" and then performing mild vacuum surgery. FUCK! I then patiently, and without crying, took off the edging of the tree skirt making it look better then new. Now the vacuum fucking cleaner smells like it's fucking burning. FUCK.
Final Grade
So last night I was to take the final test in my History class. The test that was going to bring my B up to an A. The test that was going to rescue me from the hell of knowing that I didn't get good enough participation scores....but the school was closed due to weather. I was thrilled. It's been a long week of work, holiday parties, and house stuff -- so I spent the evening at Holly's chatting it up. I e-mailed my teacher to find out the make up exam schedule and he wrote me back this...
Because of all the screw-ups & cuz you sent me such a good outline, I'll go ahead & give you the "A"!!!! YYYAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Would be honored to have you in any of my future classes!!! Good luck in your remaining studies!!
Mr. Smith
Holy crap! My very first College A and I didn't even have to take the test! I'm so happy right now I'm having a hard time sitting down. NO ONE can stop my good mood now. I rock! I will celebrate with Lizzy at 9pm.
One day until Liz gets here.
ONE day until Liz gets here. I'm so thrilled. She's sad lately, being dumped and all, but she's coming here to cheer up and I'm on
a mission to make that happen. Eric has committed to making her a bath tub full of mac n' cheese a.k.a comfort food. I don't cook, as you know, so I can't compete with that. But I can take her shopping, drinking, eating, throw a party, run her a bath (minus the noodles), hand her tissues or my shoulder, help her reapply her mascara, smack her on the butt on the way out the door, and lend her my angel child (only for a few minutes at a time though...). She will be well on her way to healed once she leaves DC! All you readers, who are coming on Saturday, give her a hug. You're involved.
My car.
I've spent over $700 on my car this month. Actually I'm afraid to really count how much money I've spent on my car in 2005 -- but it's been a bad year. I'm hoping 2006 brings automobile peace on my fucking earth. Just a few weeks back - new tires ($350). Last week - a rear hub assembly ($370) Yesterday - loud noise in steering wheel for which I needed fluid (free - thank GOD) Today - headlight out. In a few weeks I'm due for my oil change and then need to spring for the tires to be aligned.
With many situations in life there is good news -- and there is bad news. The good news is that A) my car payment is interest free B) I pay my Mom so I can tell her, "Mom, I'm not going to pay you for a few months until I pay off my high credit card total due to unexpected car repairs C) The repairs, although costly, are just maintenance repairs - The car has 82k miles on it & I don't have mega engine, transmission, electrical issues.
The bad news: A)
Hello -- it's CHRISTMAS and I need my mother f'ing money! I can't be spending it on this shit. B) I'm actually becoming embarrassed to bring my car in to the shop. Even though it is one of my dearest friends that works on my car, I am ashamed. It's getting ridiculous. I contemplated buying a new car but Eric and I both agree that once the car gets up on it's feet -- the repairs will stop for a while and I'll reef the benefits of once again having an interest free car payment.
Saturday is our big Christmas bash. Eric and I are hosting a Christmas/Condo reopening party at our house. I'm SO EXCITED! Things Liz and I need to do on Saturday, before the party:- Make Christmas Cookies
- Buy Booze for mixed drinks and holiday special drink "poinsettia"
- Get ice
- Clean
- Look hot
- hang left over Christmas lights on the balcony
- Decorate
- Come up with/create other appetizer
- Get Champagne
- Put together a Christmas song list (Liz - do you have Josh Grobin's Christmas album?)
- Put on our matching reindeer headbands
- Pick up stuff at Trader Joes
- Get bowl from Holly's
- Groceries (egg nog, pretzels, chips, dip, etc)
- Get keg (Eric - you're on this task.)
- Drop shit off at my Moms (presents, storage)
And there's more....but I can't think of them.
Not paying attention to detail: Part II
Today at lunch, after my scary airplane incident, I thought I'd cool my brain off by going to the mall to pick out a nice outfit to wear to the holiday party Eric and I are going to tomorrow night. I get in my car and fly down the highway toward Springfield Mall. Springfield mall - where there are jaw dropping exit ramps, new traffic patters, and smooth, untouched pavement -- all in attempt to
ease the rush-hour-traffic-hell that is the DC Metropolitan Area. It's your basic impressive
face-lift of roadways.
Back to me -- So I took the exit to 95 south, as I have for 8 years, and to my left I see Springfield mall pass by.... This new amazing exit ramp
bypasses the F'g mall! What?! Well how the Fuck are you supposed to get there then? No time for quandaries, no, I must shop. With no other choice, I drove 10 miles out of my way to turn around. I finally made it, found a few cute outfits that make my butt look nice, and prance my happy ass back to the car for the return trip; which WILL BE EASIER for I'll be LEAVING the Springfield interchange project and going toward familiar territory.
I drive down the beltway towards the Woodrow Wilson bridge.
The bridge, that is PAST my exit, and that they've been working on for a few years now. Suddenly, and without warning, I find myself going
OVER the bridge when I wanted to get off just before the bridge. What happened you ask? There were no exits. THEY'VE MOVED MY EXITS! My exits have been picked up and moved back 3 miles. I kid you not. I hate to break it to you America but I wasn't looking for my exits 3 miles ago! I was looking for them here. Here.
BEFORE the bridge.
Exasperated, I called Eric and we both discussed taking a day off of work and literally just driving around, back and forth, to and fro, & in circles to refamiliarize ourselves with the common exits of Northern Virginia. You'd think after driving to and from Springfield Mall for the past 8 years -- I'd not spend more time
lost on the road, and turning around, the I would picking out a cute holiday sweater of my dreams!
Not paying attention to detail
Time and time again,"Does not pay attention to detail" comes up on my annual review, and I've heard it from not this job but my last one too. I even heard it in school. I don't know why I can't pay attention to detail. I don't know why I fuck things up so much. Am I rushing? I KNOW I'm not careless. I do CARE for Christ sake! Eric says I'm "mindless" which might be true ...
In November my boss asked me to get on-line and purchase 3 tickets for her family for Christmas. She, her husband, and her mother want to fly down to Florida for a few days over the holiday. First of all, in order to purchase tickets on USAir.com you have to create an account, which really pisses me off but that's a whole other blog for another day. Per her request I went in and made reservations for my boss and her husband, both departing out of the same airport. For each ticket,
because I've created an account, the website automatically puts my name and in to the passenger field. I had to go through and change each and every ticket to reflect not my name, but the passengers name. Well on the 3rd ticket I screwed up and didn't put in my boss's Moms name. So now I have one ticket, paid for on my boss's credit card, in my name. SHIT!
I call the customer service line for the website IMMEDIATELY and the genius who answers the phone says:
Genius: "You're
very lucky you called when you did. The ticket has not been issued yet. You can go ahead and purchase another ticket with the correct name on it and I'll take care of this one."
Me: "Do you have some sort of a confirmation number for this cancellation?"
Genius: "No, there can't be one because the ticket hasn't even been issued yet. You're fine."
Me: "So if I go online and buy another ticket in the correct name it won't charge me for the one with the incorrect name as well?"
Genius: "Nope!"
So I did just that.
Today my boss comes up to me and says that she didn't know I was traveling to Florida with her and her family and that I need to call USair to take care of the charge.
The ticket was
non-refundable. The ticket was
non-transferable. I spoke with 5 customer service agents who said nothing but
"Sorry, there's nothing we can do" OR "We can't refund your money, it's policy"
Me: "What do you mean you CAN'T. What if I call American Express and tell them that the charge is wack?"
Customer service: "Well it's not wack. You made a mistake."
Me: "But I did it because you told me to!"
Customer Service: "You can't get a refund but the refunds department MIGHT be able to credit you, the passenger, for the amount and you can travel somewhere else within a year."
Me: "But I didn't pay for the ticket! Can I speak with your manager?"
Customer Service: "You can. But it won't work. They give us the policy, we give it to you."
Me: "Well I have to speak with them anyway because when I dispute this with American Express I want to be sure I've taken every step to get the issue resolved with USAir."
Customer Service: "ooookkkkaaaayyyy...."
So I called and talked to a very friendly manager who honestly seemed to feel sorry for me and agreed to help me in stead of spouting useless policy of which I could not fathom!
Seriously, I was shitting bricks.
I was imagining how I would have to call my parents and say:
Me: "Mom, Dad, I need to borrow $531.31."
Parents: "Why, Jessica?"
Me: "Well. I spent $700 on car repairs this month, and because I don't pay attention to detail, I accidentally purchased a non-refundable plane ticket to Florida to spend the holidays with my boss and her family, and I can't afford to pay for it."
Cheating on Jennifer
Last night I convinced Eric in to renting/watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith, starring Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt. The movie got 3 out of 5 stars in my mind. The plot was very Hollywood and a little overboard but it was pretty fun. I think Hollywood could have done more with it, and there were some unsightly shots of Angelina's stunt double that I could have done without. Aside from all of that I couldn't shake this terrible ache in my gut -- I couldn't help feeling like I was being disloyal to Jennifer Aniston. It's hard to watch Angelina and Brad go at it when you have to look at Jen's heart break on the cover of every magazine. And her teary interview on Oprah! Come on!
This movie turned out to be an emotional mix for Jess. I turned to Eric last night, about half way through the movie and said, "Is it just me or does this feel like we're cheating on Jen?!" Since then I've felt like a bad friend, a disloyal fan, and a terrible person for even
renting the movie. I think the feelings I have are probably shared with many Americans and I hope the movie suffered because of it. I know first hand how it feels to have your man ripped from you when you least expect it. I know Jennifer is better without wishy-washy Brad -- but no need to watch him screw his co-star on film directly after your marriage has been publicly shattered. Poor Jen.
SEVEN POINTS
So tonight I went to my 2nd_to_last History Class. I came with two dozen Krispy Kreme doughnuts for the class party. Post-party we went in to reviewing the assigned chapters, and going over the test review sheet for next weeks test. As Mr. Smith was handing out the test review sheet he says, "Now -- I should tell you all that next week's test is
optional. Seven people got A's. Eight people got B's. So 15 people do not HAVE to take the test. The rest of you -- I'd advise that you do."
After the test review we were allowed to go forward and receive our final class grade so that we could determine whether to study and take the 4th test -- or just skip it and accept our grade as is. My test score history is 2 A's and one B but participation points are worth 20% of our grade. I was
SEVEN POINTS FROM AN A because of
participation points. I'm not even saying that I don't deserve that. BUT
SEVEN POINTS? ANYTHING ABOVE 900 points IS AN A -- AND I HAVE 893 POINTS....PLUS I BROUGHT TWO...THAT'S
TWO BOXES OF DOUGHNUTS....DO I REALLY HAVE TO TAKE THE TEST??? No, I don't. I could just walk away and accept the B
that is just shy of an A. So I will study for the fucking test and I will get my A damn it!
Sicko-s
Everyone I love is sick! OK maybe not EVERYONE but damn near! Liz - depressed and without tonsils. Holly -- getting over strep and now some Broncial thing. My baby, Brodie, getting over a nasty cough. Now my lovely lumber jack Eric is at home in bed with a fever and a very poutty face. My morning back scratch was given by very hot feverish hand. Poor guy!
Last night I was to babysit Brodie for Holly and Curt so they could go to a happy hour thing. Holly came down with that nasty chest hacking cough thing and was unable to go but I came over to be the other parent while Curt went to the event. It was lovely. We had our infamous Tuna Noodle Casserole a.k.a Survival Food and watched TV. I got to put my chubby buttons down for the night...several times...and it was FAB! I love that baby damn it! Check out his facial expression below...I think he loves me to.
This is a picture of Beaner in my arms during his pre-bedtime nap. I just want to reach through the monitor and pinch his cheeks off!
The Cutting of the Tree
This is the tree that Eric really wanted to chop down and bring home. I told him I didn't think it was sending the right Christmas message....
Here is the one that I picked out but Eric thought it might be a fire hazzard.
Then we spotted this tree....
...and we both agreed it was much better then the other two.
So we cut it down and took it with us!
Christmas at our House
Here is what the home looks like now that we've cut down the tree and hung the stockings. Oh and since I made Eric a stocking -- he made one for me. It was a suggestion I made a while back and I'm so THRILLED that he participated.
Here is the stocking that Eric made for me. Do you dig his needle point skills or what?! It was a nice surprise.
This is what our stockings looked like hung up. Sort of. We have ladies up now and so I'll have to take an updated picture.
Here it is! The finished tree! The completed version! I love it. Does it make the picture better if I tell you it was totally snowing outside?
Rob's Birthday
My little brother turned 25 on Sunday. Mom and Dad are suffering in the hot sun of Hawaii so the celebrating was on Eric and I. We hosted a little party that I think went over rather well.....
Kaycee and Rob. Kaycee got Rob the Darth Vadar talking helmet thingy for his birthday...it doesn't quite fit on his head....but...
My word how big his brows are.
Here is Rob with the Darth helmet shell on ...while talking business on his cell phone.
Here is my little angel, Brodie, at the party to wish Robby a happy birthday. I can't tell who is better looking!
FabYULEus and the girls!
Here are some photos taken with the girls on the night of
FabYULEus.
The night started out a little rocky - not having dinner reservations ...and subsequently nearly getting killed in the MCI Center stampede because of a hockey game. But we eventually found room at the Inn, otherwise known as TGI Fridays, and had a few drinks and dinner before the show. From there it was a warm and cozy girls night out to enjoy the holiday season.
Until Sicko and Sober went home -- and Jess and Deannie finished out the night. I don't even know what is going on in these pictures.
Still No pictures
Still no pictures - sorry guys. Although last night we did spend the snowing evening decorating our tree! I convinced Eric not to go to band practice since it was snowing and dangerous on the roads (*wink*wink*) and to stay home and perform manly Christmas duties. He hung stockings, put the ubber prickly tree in it's stand, and put on the lights. I got lots of wrapping done and went to KMart to buy a tree skirt.
Most of my Christmas stuff came from my parents. When they were sick off looking at their Christmas stuff -- they gave it to me. I've just now come to realize that even though these are decorations that have come from my early childhood -- they're still
ugly as sin. I had to keep telling myself, "LET IT GO, JESSICA. LET_IT_GO!" I threw out anything that looked as old as I am or as if it came from somewhere in Russia.
Lizzy called yesterday and was crying so hard I couldn't understand her. (Sorry Liz -- I'm somewhat airing out your dirty Kleenex on my blog.
She's on too much percocet to care anyway.) For those of you who don't know, or haven't read her blog, she's been dumped. DUMPED. And it really sucks. I think we all agree that it's probably for the best but that doesn't mean that it doesn't make you want to cry, sob, starve, smoke, and fly to Virginia to get some lovins from your best friend. I can't STAND hearing her cry and not being able to do anything. All I can say is "I'm soooooo sorry!" I'm sure most of you have lost someone that you loved, whether you were the dumper or the dumpee, and it is a sickening, sucky pain mellowed by not even percocet. I am so sad for her!!! So sad. SO SO SO sad. Tis the season for babysitting. I have loaded my December calendar up with babysitting jobs this month. I need them though because my car is making a strange noise, I am still paying off my credit card, and it's Christmas time. I'm really liking the babysitting. I can craft, read, study -- all while making money. It's great.
Go to
www.gara_tx23.blogspot.com and give Lizzy some love. She needs it.
Fun fun weekend!
Friday was a long day at work but was TOTALLY made better by watching
this movie at a babysitting job. Everyone should watch this movie. It's great!
Saturday my manly man took me out in to the wilderness to chop down our Christmas tree. I have tons of pictures in my camera but I haven't uploaded them yet. Tonight I'll have the pictures of our tree --
and all the sad trees that we found! Poor Eric felt really bad for some of the damaged or underdeveloped trees.
Saturday night was FabYULEus! in DC with Holly, Deannie, and my sister. We all had a great time although it took us an hour to find a restaurant to eat in! Note to self: make reservations.
Sunday was my brother's birthday for which I hosted a family party! I even baked him a cake. I love having my siblings over to my house. They've never been there before. And as Holly pointed out earlier -- it was AWFULLY nice of the Redskins to win for Rob's birthday.
Lizzy is really doing terrible. She's highly depressed and has no tonsils. It makes me so sad. I can't do anything from here! God please move the 16th up a little bit so I can hug her and help her laugh instead of cry!
Pictures to come soon!!!
FabYULEus
This Saturday I'm taking
my sister, Holly, and Deannie to see a lovely Chirstmas pagent called
FabYULEus with performances by
Jimmy Neutron, from history class. Oh it will be wonderful. He has a solo and a dance routine. Is there anything better then gay men singing you in to the Christmas season on a Saturday night? I think not.
Jimmy Neutron and I have had a special connection over these last few months. It saddens me to know that our History Class will soon end and my weekly hangouts before class will turn in to scheduled, more formal, events. However, I feel very lucky that like me, Jimmy Nuetron is also persueing a career in Special Education -- and therefore I anticipate a life long journey together.
Best Friend To The Rescue
Because
Lizzy is suffering from depression, illness, a tonsilectomy, an over all distaste for life and a severe lack of zest I've had to step in to rectify the situation. When life seems low and sad, and you're being followed around by a big grey cloud, sometimes it is the shoulder of your best friend that you need.
December 16th Elizabeth will be flying to DC to both cry on my shoulder and party at my house. She's arriving just in time for our Holiday bash -- and leaving the following Monday. I plan on getting her drunk,
maybe getting her laid (our couch had a lucky streak!) and to exhume the smile of her past.
**Keep your fingers crossed for her. She's getting her tonsils ripped out today!
BFF!
