Car accident outside my apt. They're still trying to get the woman out.
Sheesh.

today i'm gonna set up my miyata singlespeed. booyeah. its been sitting my garage in pieces for months.

The wii bowl took over the night

Puppies. So cute.

There goes my bikeride. Dag.

The rain needs to hold off so I can go home and ride my bike for a
while. Then it can pour as much as it needs. Just not right now...

yesterday was awesome. overall a great day. work was slow and boring, but its whatevs. got things done, slacked off, made jokes, and got asked wierd questions about my tattoos.

andrew took my to croakers spot for dinner, we shared a huge plate full of cabbage, potatos, cheese grits, rice, cornbread, scallops, trout, and shrimp. i was so full coming home, thought i wasn't gonna make it.

andrew got me some AWESOME new pedals and shoes, i'm super stoked. can't wait to put em on the vitus.

stu, julie, chad, welsy, jamie, and sandwich and banana came over, watched america's best dance crew at the house. hung hard, went to bed wired. took me forever to fall asleep, i guess i was just pumped from my after work hangout.

this weekend i need to really start getting rid of some shit. i've got a lot of junk i don't really need around...too much furniture in storage, bike shit i'm not running. time to bust out the camera and craigslist like woah. i wanta go through my clothes and get rid of a lot also. time to purge.

saturday i'm going bowling. sunday i'm going to overhill lake. monday i have to work, which sucks. then i have friday, saturday, sunday, and monday off next week, guess i can't really bitch too much.


anyway, yesterday ruled. after i pay rent this month i'm broke as a joke. here's to livin on nothing.

Our awesome dinner last night.

Finally home.

Get up off that thang and get your hair did

Happy birthday to me! To celebrate I spilled a whole jar of really nasty
barbicide down my skirt and leg. It's totally cool tho, the smell went
away and the burning subsided. Yay!

Finally home

yesterday at the pool an 8 year old black kid asked me if i was jennyd's momma. HA!

This weekend.

work is really slow today, which is a major bummer. i was hoping it'd be slammed so the day would go by faster. as it stands, i've been here for only 3 hours and it feels like it should've been 6.
i gotta call latane and wish him happy birthday today. i bet i can get my coworkers to sing with me.
man i'm bored as shit. fuckin fuck.

today has been a total emotional rollercoaster. i went to bed last night happy and woke up today in a panic.
this morning was exciting and nerve wrecking (i don't want to jinx anything.)

going to lees funeral put the excitement to a dead halt. i'm really sensitive about everything i think. i can't take anything sad or awful without crying. sitting through the service was crazy...i couldn't even look at his family while they were walking in, everyones faces were so sad and i know how much hurt they were all feeling. the speeches were so upsetting, especially when her father spoke. he's so old and his voice was shaking so much you couldn't hear him at all...he outlived his daughter!
i just don't deal with funerals well. it makes me worry that maybe i never settled things enough with myself when my dad died. i know i just kind of tried as hard as possible to get back to being normal, maybe in doing that i blocked a necessary greiving period. it just sucks, not being able to really even watch a movie where a sad things happens with a father without totally losing it. its embarassing and makes me feel dumb as shit.
i was thinking about it today. i don't remember my dads wake or funeral at all ane i was wondering if lee will. i know i was there, and i know my 2 best friends came to the funeral and that made me feel really relieved. i remember eating at the wake. the rest is just totally gone. maybe it was just the shock of an unexpected death...who ever expects their parents to die soon? maybe its just my really bad memory. i don't know how to properly greive now, 8 years later. i feel like after this much time i shouldn't feel like this still.
i need to unwind. i have a four day weekend this week and i desperately need to go enjoy myself. i don't want to cater to anyone, i don't want to put myself second, i want to do what i want for once. i'm totally spent.

ive been really busy. friday and saturday were a blur. work made me exhausted. friday after work i went to jennyd's house, hung out with a lot of folks til way too late. got 4 hours of sleep for saturday, when i really needed at least 8 to cope with the bridal parties.
830am saturday i almost strangled a flower girl. her mom, the bride, didn't give two shits that her little kid was running around, saying rude shit, knocking things over, and in general being a bitchy little brat. it started the day in a crappy mood.

sunday was better. woke up and went to see the racers for the xterra. caught a lot of the finishing, which is always rad to see. lotsa dudes flying around on mountain bikes. i always like watching the swim part of triatholons, its so much splashing it looks hilarious at first.
went to breakfast, then bummed around. andrew went on a road ride with stu, julie and chad. i went to watch bike polo, then rode around belle isle for a bit. cut through the back of the park by the train tracks on the narrow path that eventually widens and takes you to the 42nd street entrance off river road.....met jenny and tatjana on the rocks.
got a much craved salad from mary angelas for dinner and passed out shortly thereafter.

woke up today after 11 hours of sleep feeling fresh faced and bushy tailed. tore pockets cage apart and cleaned it, then cleaned the rest of her room. took my sidekick completely apart, fixed some of the non working buttons, and cleaned it too.
went to randolph pool and swam, caught some rays. then ate carytown burgers and fries. i'm currently crippled by food.

i like busy weekends, they make me feel productive.

This is every day after work.

i had a fun night. got home from work and jacob was already over, i guess andrew bailed on skating to chill at home. i'd made plans to swing by a cookout since i thought andrew wouldn't be home til later, i even had a nice piece of salmon to cook. i made a fast marinade, walked chauncey, and headed over to pats. hung out there, ate a gourmet meal of grilled salmon and cheetos. had a lot of good, funny conversation. andrew and the dudes were gonna go to mojos after a space sesh at home, he texted me twice that they were there already but i didn't get them for a bit...i guess i left my phone on silent from work. they were done...completely toasted. i headed homewards from pats assuming they had already left the bar, they were acutally still there. i popped in, they were paying their tabs. i ordered a beer, drank it, then went and played double dutch with a bunch of awesome folks.
i used to be okay, even kinda good, at double dutch when i was in elementary school. now, seventeen years later, i'm not really that good at all. its intimidating as shit to jump in, and nearly impossible to focus once youre in there to jump rope. it was fun to try though, even though i sucked. its frustrating to be awful at something you used to be good at...it makes me want to practice more until i can do it.
affia swore she was going to myspace me for more double dutch practice. sounds like fun. i was definitely stoked to meet some new folks last night, i feel like i don't really meet new people ever. its always just hangin out with the same folks, which i don't mind at all i love my dang friends, but its nice to see a new face sometimes.
i think i'm gonna go to adult swim after work today. i don't really care that i'm too porky for a bathing suit, i'ma wear a tankini and go swimmin.

Soda is such an awesome dog. I love his face so hard

so remember this:

so here's whatssup. i'm making plans, and if i bail on any of them i hope i get struck down by lightning.

next weekend i'm going to cincinnati. i made my cardboard sign already, cinci or bust.

sunday i'm gonna go see rilo kiley. gotta find accompaniment, i'm bored with going to shows alone.

tonight i'm cookin out with the ladies. couldn't be more excited.


well guess how much of that happened?

none of it. yep. life's awesome. i'm waiting for that lightning strike

we decided this weekend that we're gonna make a dachshunds en mexico calendar for next year. viva la chauncey!

We had a bunch of leftover wefts from a a bride today and spent a few minutes giving each other rattails and panels. Pretty rad

yesterday flew by at work. got home and tried to hang out, didn't really work. eventually i gave up and walked over to nates for tacos. deeee-licious.

later stu came over and hungout. good times as always. i was tired, had to wake up for work so just called it a night.

this morning has been interesting. i'm getting increasingly frustrated with my boss, she can't seem to leave well enough alone. she's loud and aggressive and bossy, expects people to jump when she says. she's 100% different than the previous owner, and i can't stand it. its really annoying to work for her.

i busted my ass to keep things together for the fashion show here, and got no mention in the program she made. i guess because i didn't do someone's hair? funny, other people got shout outs that didn't even show up. its little shit that adds up and makes me irritated.

its whatever. she stressed out so hard this entire week of her vacation that she logged onto the computer EVERY NIGHT to monitor the days. you'd come to work and find a quippy little note left on the desktop for you, giving you a list of things to-do. why the fuck would you take a vacation and work through the entire thing? its so dumb. everyone here was looking forward to a week with her gone, she managed to make her presence known every day. its like a giant pissing contest.

i'm just really frustrated with it right now and its taking up a lot of my thoughts. it sucks, i hate venting so often about work to friends but god sometimes you just have to get it off your chest. its so consuming...i like working where i do and i don't want to have to look for something else but i seriously keep hitting a brick wall here. her personality and attitude rubs me the wrong way every day. i want to tell her to her face how much i dislike her, and how every single one of her employees resents her and makes fun of her mistakes but that'd be such a dick move. and itd result in my immeadite termination. oh you know that thing where i'd get fired and maybe punched in the face.

you know what? i'm off work in two hours. it'll be my weekend. i have a trip out of town coming up next week, i'll be gone the whole weekend. fuck it. i'ma shake off the shittiness and enjoy my coworkers. then relish my time off. haters can't bring me down.

funny, when my coworkers started arriving at work today they were all complaining about the burning smell that was everywere. we have stylists that live over 20 miles away, and the haze and smell was present in their neighborhoods.

checked the news, turns out thousands of acres in north carolina are on fire and the smoke and smell has been blowing into virginia since tuesday. i guess it just hit us now.

things like that make me feel incredibly small.

early this morning downtown was so foggy. it was hazy around all the buildings and there was a familiar smell in the air. it reminded me of a fire...like the smell when a building was on fire and had been recently put out. kind of a wet, smoky, melting plastic smell. i walked around for a while looking for anything suspect of a fire...the haze made it seem like the city was clouded with smoke, recovering from a blaze.


finally slept a little better last night.

this came out of my bicycle tire. dang.

yesterdays heat sucked. it lasted all day and night. so gross outside. humidity like that makes me kindof freak out a little bit.

so here's whatssup. i'm making plans, and if i bail on any of them i hope i get struck down by lightning.

next weekend i'm going to cincinnati. i made my cardboard sign already, cinci or bust.

sunday i'm gonna go see rilo kiley. gotta find accompaniment, i'm bored with going to shows alone.

tonight i'm cookin out with the ladies. couldn't be more excited.

HOPEFULLY i'll be going to nags head some weekend toward the end of the month. we'll see whats up. modest mouse plays soon too, the last weekend of the month. i really want to go see them, but i rely on others to drive me out of town to do so. we'll see what happens. i hate getting bailed on last minute SO MUCH that i hate even making plans anymore. everyone always backs out.



i had a good time last night talkin to eva and tony. i really miss seeing them everyday...they were awesome roomates and are stellar friends. such good people in my life. makes me stoked even when i'm bummed hardcore.

what a gross day outside. it'd be cool if i was off, cause i'd be at the pool so fast. riding to work and then running work errands via bike sucked cause i had to look presentable when i got back. pulling on jeans over sweaty legs=the coolest shit ever. all i could think about was riding bikes to randolph pool like last summer and the one before. such awesome times.

i bought a bunch of zucchini today in the hopes that someone will have a cookout this week or weekend and i can grill it. maybe i'll buy charcoal and cook it at home. i dunno if that'll happen.

i'm antsy to get my sidekick battery in the mail. i'm so stoked to have one again, i'm gonna be a total loser and lame out so hard when it works. so lame. can't wait.

i wonder if anyone would wanta go to hadads or overhill lake this weekend. itd be a fun ride in disgusting weather.

last night i went to bed upset, this morning i remembered why but couldn't remember the things i wanted to say. its really frustrating. i'm not sure if i was just drunk or bratty or drunk and bratty or neither.

Yesterday evening riding home from work a lightning bug nearly missed my face. I was half certain that it really was one, kinda skeptical really based on the time of year. Later down the road something started tickling my leg, looked down and found a lightning bug crawling on me. Im stoked. That means its officially summer.

i hate getting so pissed at someone that i can't blow it off. especially when it carries over to the next day. really bums me out.

i had such a rad time at the rollerskate party. i didnt skate but i had a blast watching everyone fall down. everyone except chance and andrew, of course, who are sexual chocolate on skates. its real funny. smooth jazz around the rink, lap after lap.

i'm glad i went, i was debating going because i'm still so banged up from body slamming broad street tuesday night. my stomach bruise is beautiful. its weird, all the little bruises are showing up now. all up my forearm, the top of my hand, my shins and calves all have little bruises here and there. i'm stupid.

went to the dentist this morning, i guess braces are a little closer than i thought. maybe in a few months even. we'll see what i can afford.

ima upload pics later, should be some funny rollerskating ones.

suprised my coworker with a bridal shower/bachelorette party last night. it was really fun. the ladies were drunk and funny. hung out at racine until i was too tired to hang on anymore, then biked home.
it was funny, i came home and fixed my other coworkers glasses. dremeled and epoxied to make them look fixed and not so fucked up. operating a dremel carefully after 4 beers was dumb, but i am apparently skilled? and didnt mess them up.
chip came over, haven't seen that dude in forever. i swear to god his beard is like TWO INCHES longer since i last saw him, which was about 2 weeks ago. crazy.
went to mojos, hung out with a buncha people. latane came over and shot the shit, sean talked about how awesome his new york polo trip was, pat talked about the rally a little bit. chance and brad d were nerds, total geeks together.
i'm so glad SO GLAD i've gotten to know brad d over the past yearish. he's a fucking rad person and he makes me laugh. and his girlfriend lives around the corner from my work, so we hold down the block hard.
came home so tired and hurting from crashing the other night. six pack ruined my night.

chances bday rollerskating jamboree is tonight. i'm pumped. i definitely can't skate, cause if i fall i'll cry, but i wanta go to support my homeboy. my stomach and hip is bruised, my ribs hurt, my wrist is torn and my back muscles are stressed. mostly i just want to lie down.

just booked my flight to minneapolis. its officially official. september can't come soon enough.

i hate people that take over planning other people's weddings. theres nothing more annoying than hearing all the details of a wedding as decided by an outside party. so obnoxious and selfish. get a fucking life.

this weekend flew by. left work saturday SO relieved that the week was over. got woken up early by frantic boss lady, the receptionist that was supposed to open was AWOL, couldn't be found. thank god she surfaced right before we opened so i didn't have to go in early.

sunday was awesome. went to the pipeline with the dogs, stu and julie brought sandwich and banana, shawn and rebecca brought bailey, lulu, and dan. it was crazy dog playtime. lots of swimming and rolling in stink. went to mexico afterwards, put myself in a food coma.

yesterday was a wind down. stayed home and worked on the house. andrew built the workbench he'd been wanting to build forever, i planted the seedlings i've been growing. made a little rooftop garden. i'm stoked for tomatos this summer.

this morning i woke up in a really bummer mood. i had a hard time sleeping all night. woke up having asthma attacks, then had a migrane at 3:30. took meds, fell back asleep by 4:00. andrew got up at 5:30, yelled at the cats and started talking to me about the sheets and cutting the ac on....i was a little shitty but only because my alarm was gonna go off at 6:00 and i'd FINALLY fallen back asleep when he woke me up.

got to work and was irritated. the whole salon was torn up....the owner cleaned monday and rearranged everything. put things away where they didn't belong, fucked up the retail displays, didn't do stuff that was supposed to be done, and left me with a long list of things to finish. nevermind that i'm slammed tuesdays with payroll and the product order. i got shitty and took care of things, but it sure didn't settle out my mood.


currently trying to get out of hatersville, things are looking up. i think i might go get nates tacos for lunch if i can actually take a break.

trying to schedule an emergency dentist appointment, gotta get my mouth looked at STAT! i've been waking up every morning at 3:30 with a really bad migrane, i waited through the whole week to get an appointment. shits gotta happen, i can't keep waking up all night long miserable. its killin me.

about 20 minutes ago i watched a large dude rollerblading on robinson street heading towards broad street. i laughed, i think rollerblades are pretty funny/lame. well he just now came back down robinson, heading toward cary, with a cvs bag. i love the idea of running your drugstore errands by rollerblade. thats whats up.

the past two work days have been so stressful. meltdowns, fights, and shitty attitudes. i'm so over working with catty girls. i'm done with people with no lives that bring juvenile drama to work. so lame.

on a nicer note...
i want to grill out this weekend. make lots of good veggies. maybe burgers.

honestly i just want to have a nice fun weekend. hangin out and chillin out.

its gotta be better than this.

Snakes on a plane?

what a fucking relief.

i was in and out of court this morning in five minutes. walked in, gave my name and case number, and was immeaditely dismissed. no big deal. all those nights of no sleep, being panicked all day long, and in general freaking out were for nothing. i guess its better to have been overly worried than casual about it.

i'm gonna celebrate tonight. while i was walking home from 9th street i almost skipped the whole way. i was in my head the entire time, so thankful that i was done with the stress of it all.

i came home and made tacos filled with yellow squash and potatos. then i napped. it was awesome. i'm at work now, only gonna be here for three more hours. its cool.


i had a freaking blast last night at eva and tony's house. ice cream socials are such a southern gathering, it was awesome. tons of rad friends to talk to, plenty of ice cream and treats to eat. their house is amazing, by the way. so rad.

when i came home andrew was in the middle of pulling everything out of the upstairs closet and re-organizing it. spreading it out so it becomes more accessible. he unpacked his kite collection and put them all together. it was really funny. what a nerdbucket. he immeaditely googled the kite makers website and spent some time watching videos of other nerds flying kites. sheesh.

having the kites all over the house reminded me of the time eva and tony spiderwebbed the ENTIRE 1600 sq feet of our loft with bright yellow string. they'd bought an entire weaving loom sized spool of it and spent the afternoon making the house impassible. it was amazing. walking in the door and having to belly crawl to the sofa was hilarious. i tried to find a picture of it but couldn't, though i know some were taken.

we went to bed that night cold, tired, drunk, and woke up the next day forgetting that the house was strung up. it was funny to have to cut your way through the house to the coffee maker.

So last year one of our clients started to go crazy. She was a kindergarden teacher that quit her job to be a housewife. Her husband is loaded.
Well as time progressed, she started to get weirder with every appointment. She went vegetarian, several months later was militantly vegetarian.
Things got worse, she stopped her meds. She lost a ton of weight and started missing appointments. Shed still send us cards for the holidays though, and they were absolutely nuts. Shed draw portraits of the whole salons staff on the back of the envelope, then erase it mostly and send it anyway.
Well today i found her card from thanksgiving last year. Its awesome.
It was crazy, as her condition became more unstable her handwriting became more and more childlike. It got to the point that her checks were barely legible.
Her husband has her heavily medicated these days. Shits crazy.

rode to work in the rain, again. its funny, i don't even care anymore. i remember when i sold my car a few years ago, i'd wake up to a rainy day and get pretty bummed about riding in it. i'm not even phased anymore. in fact, a lot of days i like it.

i feel like i worked a lot last week, but i guess i didn't really. less than 40 hours by a little bit. it was just a draining week.

yesterday i celebrated. i mailed out the final payments on 2 old debts i had. AND i set up a workable payment plan for another one. AND my student loan dudes lowered my interest rate, called to thank me for an awesome payment record blah blah blah. i was maybe the biggest idiot ever financially when i was younger. it sucks to be still paying for it, but oh well. at least its gradually going away. my credit has definitely suffered, but it'll eventually go away.

took chauncey to the river yesterday with jennyd and soda and had a blast. the dogs were INSANE, swimming, falling in the mud, running and jumping rock to rock. chauncey was so tired that going back to the car was an endeavor. he slept all night.

i've got some major stress tomorrow, then i can breathe easy for reals. i'm looking forward to getting things over with. hopefully c-c-c-court goes well, and i don't have to panic. fingers crossed.

back to work.

I parked next to a lamborghini today.

i had a fun night last night. it was stu's birthday!

andrew came home in a foul mood from a crappy day at work, had issues with a new bank card that couldn't be resolved over the phone. we got to stu's bday dinner later than planned, but there was still plenty of pizza to eat.

hung out at tarrantinos for a long time, then brought the party back to our house for a second. went to the roof, froze our butts off. went to stu's house and hung there til the beers were all gone.

rode to o-hill to jacob's house, he wasn't even home when we got there. we invaded anyway and hung out with his roomates until he arrived from another hangout.

after a while i noticed how exhausted i was. everybody was drunk and slowly sinking into the sofas. conversation was falling out. i left at 1am, went promptly to bed. had to get up for work by 6:30am at the latest.

woke back up at 4:30am, alone in bed. bummer.

i guess i took the last of the ibuprofen last night before bed, i woke up this morning with pounding face pain again. i had to get my shit together ASAP so i could go to rite aid for more.

i called becky yesterday about the swollen area in my gums and the pain. i have to make it through the weekend until anything can really be done. i've been on constant pain meds since last wednesday. its bad.

mtv was in town last night filming hells satans for a 'true life' pitch. i feel so weird about it. i'm very curious to hear what these dudes have to say about the proposed show, at the same time i want NOTHING to do with it. i wanta check it out but not show my face around them.

its weird to watch your friends fall apart for 15 minutes of fame.

Havent seen an old 20 in a while

same shit, another day.

rode to work in a downpour, about fifteen minutes after i got inside the downpour turned to light drizzle and its been holding steady at that.
i shoulda had another cup of coffee at home like i wanted and just chilled out that extra fifteen minutes.

i think i slept hard last night but i'm exhausted this morning. can't wake up or focus on anything. i need a nap.

went to sumo san with april last night, she was chillin with some friends from a ways back. had some beers, some veggie tempura, it was fun. her friends were wild, taking shots with the bartender. funny to watch. they were really nice folks though. i had fun.

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