im not the kind of girl to suggest a godly status of curse words on a regular basis, but HOLY SHIT: this weekend was packed. friday night i went out to dinner with my study group, followed by a totally sucking game of football at death valley. the social portion of the evening more than made up for me wanting to murder our team.

after the game, i went over to ambers house for a super fun giggle fest (sleep-over). we went out to breakfast and then played mario party. amber rocks.

after getting home, i took a shower, got dressed (important step), and left once again to go to borders to get andrew his birthday present (why i am admitting that i waited until the last possible chance to get him a present is beyond me. then again, those who know me know my tendencies.) (tangent.). then i went to work from 2 to 9 freaking 45. twelve-hour sales are officially the most uncool idea ever.

if you want a thrill, change your entire ensamble at a red light on dale mabry.

then i went to andrews hizzie and wished him a happy bizzie (?). it was a cool party. i knew (or at least recognized) everyone there. it was shibberific. i only got to stay for about an hour. i left just when everyone was jumping in the pool fully clothed. i almost did, but then i remembered: wet jeans plastered to your fat thighs = sad face. so i left honking maniacally.

i went to church this morning. our sub was from new orleans. he said the word "marijuana" in his sermon. i like this guy.

tonight, its leadership at 6 and orientation at 6:45.

sigh. i slept about ten hours this weekend. while that may sound like a big number, im here to tell you that it isnt. not when youre in the mood for a good complaining. or "paddlin'." who would want a paddlin'? shut up!

now that im just talking to myself, ill leave. even though this isnt a place to be left. hm... where is the internet?