What's Your Fantasy?


04-24-03 1:22am

~I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes.~

I'm having a Ludacris moment. Ok, this is my 2nd attempt at a post today...well, technically, I tried to post yesterday. But my days run together. So I had a whole entire entry typed up last night. And didn't realize that once again, my dad turned off my internet connection half way through...so I tried to save it, and ended up deleting it instead. That pissed me off. So I said fuck it to the post and ended up wasting time taking pictures of my bedroom and putting up a new picture section. If you wanna check that out. Honestly, it's pretty stupid. But I was bored. And I've posted dumber things. Anyhow, I just thought I'd start out by saying that on this day in the year 2000, I was hanging out with Mike, Jason, and Rob. We watched Event Horizon. Here's a quote from that post. My reply to the question of whether or not it was proper for Mike and I to "fall madly in love"---"well, all i know is...I'm free and white..." Too bad he's gay. New topic!

~Welcome to [Ohio] where the playas play~

It's cool that last nights post got f'd though. Because it was boring. I actually went out afterward so I have more things to talk about now. We had another 'girl's nite out'. Laurie, Nicole and I...we were going to work on the wedding invitations again. And didn't. But Laurie got this great idea to make smoothies. So we went on the quest for ice and milk. Once again, I was nominated to drive. (my hands are shaking so bad I can hardly type) So we hop in the hellbeast. Went to Meat City and got ice. No milk. So we had to continue down the street to a gas station. No milk. Then finally the 3rd location had milk. Not the right kind. But good enough. Then Laurie gets this great idea to stop and get pizza. We discussed the irony of making protein smoothies and eating greasy pizza. While we were sitting in the parking lot of Papa Johns waiting for Laurie and her pizza hankering Nicole screeches "you SLUT!" so I turned around and said, "did you just call me a slut?" While laughing my ass off. She was laughing so hard she could hardly tell me why she called me a slut. Then she points at the back window where there are two very obvious hand prints smeared across it. She was like, "that's like straight out of Titanic." yup. Funny. Now I feel like an ass for sharing that sort of unnecessary information on here. The reasons for the handprints will forever remain my secret. Muuuhahahahahaha

~I don't brag I mostly boast~

So for the rest of the night, we joked around about that and other good stuff. Lots of high school memories. Like the time when they rubber cemented the choir door shut. And they had to pull it off from the hinges. But mostly making fun of the people we went to school with. It was a good time. Dancing around Laurie's living room to red light special. Wouldn't you have loved to be a fly on the wall?

~I feel like I'm spinnin'~

So I'm trying to decide whether or not I'm going to Michigan this weekend. Debating...in my head. Pros and cons. The Hellbeast is falling apart and I don't know what's wrong. I may or may not have car insurance. These are just the obvious worries. Then there's always the fact that I've never really met Jesse. And I'd be staying at his place. Where 3 guys live. Hmm. Then again, you only live once. I think it's balls to the wall this time. Why the hell not?!?! It'll be a blast. Seriously, if Jesse is that funny over the phone. He's gotta be a riot in person. Plus, he promised to show me the 'tuckaroo'. Who would miss that? hahaha.

~White America!!~

So my mom wants me to join her in her detox. For 3 days it's strictly veggies and fruit, mineral water, and some weird exercises where you have to brush your skin with a natural bristle brush in an upward motion only. She finds the strangest things on the internet. I honestly think my brothers friend Troy is right. He says my family is crazier than the Osbournes and we should have our own sitcom. Although it would be pretty boring most of the time. Cause all of us have our own computers and tvs. So we rarely speak. But when we do...it turns into hilarious wild tales and wisecracks. Speaking of my family, Matt's birthday is Friday! Sweet 16! Gawd I can't believe he's that old. Mostly cause he doesn't act like a 16 year old. But also because that makes me an old woman. yuck. And tomorrow I have to go to my favorite place. THE MALL (cough, gag, choke) and get a present for the little bastard. I asked his ungrateful ass what he wanted today. And all he could say was a fucking PS2. I'm sorry...but I don't think I'll ever purchase another PS2 for as long as I live. (hahaha I'm having a great conversation on IM) I asked if he wanted a t-shirt or a cd. He's lucky I'm going that far. And he said neither. Little asshole. Then he said he wanted some stupid wrestling soundtrack cd. Which I then replied, "I don't think I'll be contributing to your ugly habits." So I said I'd just pick something and he better like it. Or at least pretend to. But ya, Nicole is going to call me. And we're going to the mall (PUKE) and then the car crap store. To get some crap for the Hellbeast. Let's hope we make it to Michigan and don't end up in a ditch on the side of the road. Or raped by a trucker. Or anyone else for that matter. So ya. I'm going to finish my laundry. And make my bed (cause I actually cleaned today.) And dance around to some Ludacris just to prove how white I am. Sounds like a plan. I'm out like leg warmers.

~I wanna hit you in the bathtub with the candles lit you give it up til they go out.~ (hahaha)

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