magnificentruin replied to your post: magnificentruin replied to your post:…

I hope so

hehe i think so. unfortunately that’s not how ice cream works… so you should get me some? :D 

magnificentruin replied to your post: bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

I am sorry. *weeping

well thank you mag… i suppose if you weep then i don’t have to. that’s how it works, right?

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my phone is shut off. can’t afford to turn it back on. not for a while. i think i’m going to downgrade my phone. asap. 

/sigh

(today) 10:30 AM: go for a cig break. wonder if i should just write moving lists instead of do actual work today. decide i should do both. wonder if i spelled everything right in this post. reassure myself that i’m a good speller. play my turn on wordswithfriends.

(today) 5 PM: be already packed up and ready to go home, literally poke and bother and annoy my father until he says he is almost ready to leave, run to the car, talk self down from panic attack and decide to nap on the way home.

(today) 5:35 PM: wonder how my father has gotten through life without understanding the concept of time. bother him for the fourth time about being ready to go home. sweat profusely from sitting in hot car too long and stressing out.

(today) 5:50 PM: decide i definitely cannot take a nap in the car. wonder if i’ve had enough coffee. think about how i’ll never get everything done.

(today) 6:30/7 PM: make dinner with b, ask him to reach all the things in the house i cannot reach. break down bed frame, put away stereo, talk too much about mostly irrelevant things, annoy b, possibly put tape all over my face like peewee did in that one episode of peewee’s playhouse. realize it’s not that funny, especially when you get your hair stuck on it. 

(today) 11:59 PM: realize it’s almost midnight and that i only have cleaning left to do. realize cleaning will take another 4 hours probably. decide on doing 1 or 2 more hours worth before going to b’s to pass out. 

(friday) 7 AM: wake up to pee. realize i cannot get back to sleep from being too excited and stuff. get dressed really quickly. have morning cig. help b with anything he needs help with. decide to just walk to uhaul to get our truck. get b excited to drive a big truck. wonder if i got enough done last night.

(friday) 1 PM: start panicking about moving. bitch about not wanting to work tonight. get actually a little pissed about it. decide i need lunch break. mood greatly improves.

(friday) 6:04 PM: literally run to work. curse them the entire way, promise self that if they bitch about me being late that i’ll just walk out. upon arrival decide it’s a bad idea. 

(friday) 11 PM: decide i never want to close again, or work at all this summer. there’s not enough customers, i don’t make enough money. bitch to self about it the entire way home.

(friday) 11:59 PM: finally feel relaxed and excited about being in new apartment. ponder if enough cleaning at the old one got done. decide it doesn’t matter. worry about it some more anyways. have a weird boost of energy that causes me to try to unpack things. probably annoy brandyn. 

(saturday) 3:50 PM: wake up. curse self. curse bladder. pee and then get back in bed. wonder if i have courage to not show up to work today. decide i obviously don’t. get up and get ready for work. 

(saturday) 11:30 PM: start walking home from work. go home and pass out. tell b you’ll just start un-packing tomorrow, but plan on sleeping in instead, possibly just explode. be happy. 

pphj replied to your post: just finally looked at the texts i sent last…

What did you say bbgurl?

hahahahhaha most of it was thinly veiled whining to my poor b, but i had been out drinking with a coworker who is moving to coeur d’ alene and some other people, but got home at like 3 AM, and texted b “ohhhh i left the door open in case you feel like coming over just to snuggle tonight, even though we’re about to move in together i just wanna sleep next to you” etc etc and it was like 3 AM or something ridiculous and i passed out pretty much right after i texted him but GUESS WHAT HAPPENED he sneakied over just to cuddle me and make sure i got up for work in the morning, even though it was fucking 3 in the stupid morning and i was obviously drunk and he had been sleeping. first of all, that pretty much makes me super idiotic and silly and borderline bitchy, and that makes b pretty much the best boyfriend ever. have i ever said how lucky i am?! i am pretty damn lucky. golly, i hope people skip this post, and i hope he doesn’t see it hahaha…. are you vomiting yet!? hahahahhaha our cuteness practically makes ME vomit sometimes…. ahhahahahhaha

just finally looked at the texts i sent last night. i shouldn’t be allowed near a phone or computer or anything when i am drunk. ever. evereverever.　

pphj replied to your post: pphj replied to your photo: another shitty GPOY of…

Annnnnnd! You get to live with B- that will be whimsical and fantastic.

hehehe of course! i can’t even talk about that part of moving yet. i feel i may implode or break the spell if i do! 

btw! did you get those boxes taken care of? we’d have room for ‘em if they’re somewhere less awesome than our new abode. 

pphj replied to your photo: another shitty GPOY of my new gap peacoat I got…

You look great! I love freebees and all the honeys they bring. Miss you

hehe thanks gurl! i miss you too…. moscow’s been boring and lameo. i guess moving friday is exciting but only in that i-just-know-i’ll-be-fucking-horribly-exhausted-so-hard-for-so-long-especially-after-being-so-stressed-out-about-it-for-so-long kind of way. 

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