oh joy
I have had a major lack of things to say. Complete and utterly. My mind has not been blank but I didn't have the ability to move thoughts from my head to anywhere, except verbally and to people who don't really care. Why would I talk about future plans with people who don't care? like college and such? because I knew they wouldn listen just to be polite.

Today was my first genuinely terrible experience with "female problems" induced cramps. Now I know that NO ONE cares about that, but it got me to thinking. If I were ever really sick, like pain all the time sick, I would not be able to deal with it. I'm such a wimp for pain. I had to con five bucks off a girl I work with just for Excedrin money. I spent my lunch break in terrible pain waiting on an "express" (yeah right) line in shoprite to buy pain reliever that didn't even kick in until an hour after I took them, so I took it into my own hands to sit in the back of the store and build bird cages. I am the official PMS bitchy bird cage lady, ladies and gentlemen. Now that you have all gotten to know me on that personal level, how are all of you?

I spent all of my day that wasn't spent at work watching 'sex and the city' which is addicting like crack. i will now go and spend a dollar for each four episodes at the library because my brother who works there and can get them for FREE says he will not rent such crap for me. BUM. First of all it is not crap. Second of all we are TWINS. we shared a fucking WOMB. does that mean nothing in today's world?

my car is insured now so i took it out with my mother AND father to get gas and fill up the tires. that was a mistake. not only did i have two neurotic drivers, but they were bickering with each other whilst bickering at me when i was trying to concentrate and be responsible for all of our lives.

seinfeld is coming on. goodnight.

Posted by Maleta at 10:50 p.m.