there is so much more to do.

well, i'm finally home for break. even though everyone else gladly left friday mid-day, i worked all weekend. and after work i lived life fast a bit. and came home two hours before i had to waitress at my second job.

friday night i had work. i folded my life away untill eleven thirty. once again someone called out. after work i drove to nikkis house. dorm life closed at six, and since i had to be at work a lot earlier than three.. i packed my two by two room space up into a few bags. and since it was nice out i popped everything in the trunck andd took the top down. eager perhaps but, i lovedd the weather.

after work nikki and i went.. somewhere. i don't even know. its this house we go to sometimes. we met up with nikkis boy and some of his band bros. who are the nicest boys ever. i love being sober amongst drunk people. i had kevin drunk swing dancing haha.

with like two hours of sleep i headed back to work at ten am the next day. after i got off nikki met me at work and we headed to rockaway to see some of our friends play. my friend danny passed the word on to us so, we went out there. we felt extremly misssplaced because everyone was teenie and like fourteen. or it seemed. we ran into a good number of lovies at the show, but way more fun friends at the after party. which was out of control for numerous reasons.
1. there were so many lovely people there.
2. i was happpily drunk and loving life.
3. i watched three rounds of the crazyest drinking game, putting mexican hat dance in second.

perhaps the sillyest part of the night was me drunk while nikki was driving us to our second party. i made her stop at DD so i could get an everything bagel with butter. while she went to pee i stood there alone.. in the company of the heavily accented indian brahs. i was like leaning over onto myself trying to stay balanced while trying to keep a normal face and not slur which clearly is a recipie for disaster. they totallyyyy new i was wasted. and they laughed at me a lot.

after i shoved that down my throat i made niki stop again at a CVS where i purchased almost ten dollars of bagged chocolate goods. if you think thats terrible. keep reading. we get into the car (FYI: remember i am super fuzzy from the effects of beer and windy roads) and blurt out some weird laugh and something about success? and tell nikki in this happy voice that i stole it! and i pull out this stupid sixty nine cent chocolate egg? andd put the whole thing in my mouth. laughing. at this point nikki has to almost pull the car over because of what i did. how i explained my little devilish venture. and how i stole something that was sixty nine cents when i just spent ten dollars on chocolate. in the morning it was a great story.

we hit up one more party before bed time...so bla bla bla. my life. nikki is lovely for letting me stay at her house this weekend. and i'm going to misss the shit out of her while she lays out on beaches all spring break. i will be working tomorrow, wednesday thursday saturday sunday. and i havn't had a day off since.. thursday. i feel like i work too much?

thinking of working makes me feel funny. i know i work too much. but things don't pay themselves. and mama and papadukes don't either.

my goals for this week while i am home are:
1. finish my portfolio.
2. list the fabrics i need.
3. buy a new camara.
4. see my oburg boys.
5. i needd coffee and linzar tarts with karson. or dollface hehe.
6. my little mtowners. heather bree matt and danny. and company.
7. make brownies like circa 1999 with katie.
8. see everyone?
9. live life.
10. bla
11. this list is boring me now.

i'm currently boredd with life. its 11:17 and i could be living life so much better right now than sitting in bed typing down shit i've already done when there is so much more to do.