Mood:  a-ok

    So... I'm a MySpacer... I have a blog on MySpace, but a friend of mine and My Mom both subscribed to my blog... Not that I necessarily wanted my blog to stay private, but it's different KNOWING that they get an email when I post a blog and all they have to do is click on a link to read it... I post in under public, but for some reason I still feel like my privacy is being invaded... Lol. So I deleted all except like 2 or 3 of my Blogs, and not I’m starting fresh!! This is my Web Blog. Yay. Exciting. I am babysitting my niece and my nephew today. My sister and my brother-in-law are finishing moving today. it's the last day of the moth, and so this is the last day they have to move... And since I said "no" to Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, I figured I could say yes to Thursday. I really hope they are here by like 6 to get these kids. I wanna go out to the bar tonight! On that note, I am reminded that any strangers out there reading this know absolutely nothing about me. So I guess I could tell you some stuff.
 
    My name is Jessica. I am 22 years old and I live with my parents, my 19 year-old sister, and her boyfriend (part-time.) And soon-to-be their baby... My little niece of nephew (EXCITING!) I have a relatively normal life...I'll catch you up with a little history. I was born.... I have an older sister and a younger sister. My older sister, Sara, is married and has two kids who I love!! So much!! I can't stand my brother in law. My younger sister, Kylie (or Kyleigh as she prefers), is like 16 weeks pregnant. Her boyfriend, Daniel, goes to college, he stays here a lot. We all really like him, he's cool as hell. My parents are still married. Notice I didn't say happily married, I just said married, I think it's easiest for them that way... I was raised to be a Jehovah's witness until I was like 12, I now consider myself to be Agnostic. I was a pretty normal kid growing up, lied to my parents, cut class, cause a fair amount of trouble, I suppose. When I turned 17 I got a job at the local grocery store. Working seemed to straighten me out. I went for working a register to working in the Deli. That sucked, and I was soon looking for another job. I ended up getting a job at Subway. Working under my arch nemesis from high school. Amy freaking Davis-that's how I refer to her, still to this day... I got an apartment with my friend, Beth, next door to my other friends. I ended up hating being a "Sandwich Artist", which was heart breaking for some - I had such talent and promise... HA! I got a job as a cashier at Wal*Mart. I loved, loved, loved my job. After 8 months of working there I got bored with the job and went to working overnights, stocking boxes. I did that for about three until the store started being open 24 hours and I became an overnight manager of sorts. I regretted that decision almost immediately and tried to go back to days until they finally let me in August, a year and a half later... I ended up working there until like May of the next year and I got the can. Which was ok, I freaking hated working there. I hate Wal*Mart now. I drew unemployment for like a month before I found a job out at a little hole-in-the-wall bar in the middle of two small (virtually non-existent) towns called Milfay and Depew. I've worked there for almost a year and I still freaking love my job. I think I do more and more every day.


    Well, lets see... What else? Relationships!!  Elch. I don't have relationships. HA! I've had a couple. The usually end badly. To sum it up... Scotty got addicted to drugs and literally fried his brain, he went crazy. I believe his actual diagnosis was paranoid schizophrenic... Then Vernon, who insisted that the girl he lived with was him roommate, which I believed, up until the day I read their wedding announcement in the newspaper. And Shaun, who got his ex-girlfriend pregnant while we were dating and proposed to me to make up for it. Did I mention he proposed to my voicemail? I think that is a fact that is crucial to the story... And I said YES! Lol... Can't you tell I was in love? Well, that ended up falling through, to say the least. So I've been happily single for... a year. And there's this guy... He come to the bar a lot. I like him A LOT. We've partied a time or two. And we really do have a lot in common, but it's all kinda in progress right now...


    Let's see... What else? I guess my friends... My best friends and Alex and Stephanee. Alex is married, has a son who is like a year and a half old, his name is Zane. He’s a cutie. He’s my honorary nephew. Alex’s husband, Chris, is in the Army. He spent a year in Iraq right after Zane was born. Stephanee has two kids. A son, Devon, who’s like ten. He lives with his dad, and visits Steph almost every other weekend. He’s my little buddy. We do something cool like once every 6 months. We went to frontier city for Fright Fest, we had a blast!!  Stephanee also has a 4 year old daughter named Cali who is my honorary niece. She’s too cute! I also have a lot of assorted friends from high school, and from the various places I have worked. Most of who are friends on MySpace, but I rarely keep up or speak to any of them. Beth was my best friend from high school. We don’t get to hang out a lot, but we try to talk a lot, mostly by text.

    Anyways what was I talking about… Ah, yes. I am watching my (actual) niece and nephew. Sara called yesterday and asked if there was anyway I would watch them today, and being the good sister and loving aunt that I am I agreed. To watch them. From 8 in the morning until, and I quote, “sometime in the afternoon” So it’s about 4 pm. Edging into evening time, and so I texted her and asked what kind of progress they were making and if they had an ETA. They’ve been gone for 8 hours so I expected her to say that they were leaving soon, or that they would be here soon to pick up their kids. Kids whom I love. Kids whom I have, in my head, referred to as “spoiled,” “brats,” and “hellions” all morning long. She texts me back telling me they are just now headed back with their first load and they will probably not be back until 9:30 or so. MY ASS!! I only get one night off this week, and I am going to work to stand on the other side of the bar and drink a beer!!! Or 12... Anyways, Dad is home know, and he said that he would watch them. Problem solved. So now I am going to get in the shower and get all fixed up so I can go to the bar and drink some beer and flirt with my man friend, and I will write more later!!  

 Deuces. -Jessica