Sometimes, when my tummy hurts, I think about dragons

Why do I always want to write in the wee hours of the morning? I am sleepy. I just watched three episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I probably woke my roommate up, I was laughing really hard.

I am contemplating next years living arrangements. This dorm is expensive, and I am scared to turn on the heat. I have proposed to a friend that I sleep on her couch and pay part of the rent. She actually might take me up on it. I have never had issues with sleeping on ones couch. I am never in one place long enough to really crave my own room. My mother pointed out that I always have a bed in Columbus...and that is true. Just wait till I graduate and get a big kid job and make big kid money, then I will have my own place. Until then I can just be a gypsy.

I have been praying for patience. For 3 long years I have been praying for patience. Obviously God has granted me some sort of patience because I am not pregnant.

Speaking of which; I was holding a conversation with a girl who was complaining about being "late". I asked her if there were any reason why she might be. She said she didn't know. REALLY? So I asked her if there had been boy parts near her girl parts....she said she didn't know. REALLY?????? Then she said that, yes, this had happened twice. ok. Most confusing conversation of the day.

The store where I work is now an official Mac seller. I AM A PC. I WILL NOT WEAR YOUR DUMB MAC SHIRT OR HELP YOU SELL YOUR DUMB APPLE COMPUTER, ESPECIALLY IF I DON'T EVEN MAKE A COMMISSION OFF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Idiots.

Ode to My Favorite Kidney

oh my. Just that. This week has been strange, but not in a bad way. I have actually been in a state of dizzy happiness which confuses me slightly, but when these feelings come along I tend to just take them and try not to question it. I changed my major...English? really? Teaching it? Really? To Highschoolers? yeah. I mean that's the idea. The irony in this is that I hate grammar. I tend to hate things that I do not always get correct, but that is what my brain is for. I hate many things, but you would never know that.

I got a lecture about my face (again) from this sweet old bat that I work with. Her suggestion? Pumpkin. Thanks, but I really do not have tome to be squishing up random fruits and veggies and putting them on my face. And must you really ask me about using proactive, THAT LOUDLY. I mean I am pretty sure that you have alerted everyone to the issues of my face, thanks again. The funny thing is it only upset me slightly. I guess that once I realize that this is just the way she is...I just kind of ignore her, but if you ever need your self esteem wacked in the crotch please go find Ms. Nancy, she can it for ya!

I spent a crap load of pay check today...I got payed today. wow....I really need to NOT do that, BUT I had fun. I went to the Mellow Mushroom and then to see The Men Who Stare at Goats. It would be really hard to find a movie more ridiculous, I laughed so hard. It was odd. I also bought make up (Ulta could be my new favorite store), and a new CD. Airborne Toxic Event. That is the musical treatage I am putting in my ears now. Look 'em up. Specifically: Wishing Well.