One Hell'uva day

Today was a cruelly long day at work. Lacey had quit and Ryan was still fishing, lucky bastard. So at the store was Jim and I. On occation he would bring in his son, which was hell on 2 legs. I panned for gold at work today, all day. Literally. The boss brought in 50 Pounds of Alaskan dirt that had some gold flakes in it. He'd convinced me to take my hand in it, so I did. Not so hard really, you just need patients to keep it going. Shitty day at work, watched movies and panned for gold, but for ten dollars an hour, who'd pass it up? At about 5 o'clock an angel chimed a tune, my cell phone rang and it was Lacey. She just wanted to see what was up and make sure I was'nt mad about last night, she admits she was grumpy, but she didnt intend to be towards me. I said it was all cool. (I'm such a winer!) She told me about her last few days and they havent been to good. She was almost evicted from her trailer court, but her mom and brother helped her out for once in her life and made the arrangements to keep her in there. Except for the fact she had to get rid of her dog, CharLee. The owner of the lot said her dog was aggressive, which this guy must be an idiot or high when he walks by, cuz the most aggressive that dog would be is when she's slobbering all over you, showin' ya love.
Tonight Lacey and I went to Wal-Mart for some shopping. I got some seat covers for my car, have to get it detailed in the morning. fun. Lacey got some stuff too, stalked up on some well needed things, like laundry detergent. Sitting in the living room, I am re-capped about the few nights before, Friday night. Showing off the bruises on my legs and the one on my back made me wonder. I dont member how they got there and neither did Lacey, Greg or Kevin. Haha....Who knew? We did the math, I have to make a new word of it, I had consumed 12 beer bongs and one Cammo Bong. If anyone knows what Cammo beer is, well, it really fucks you up! On top of Lacey admits how much whiskey she really put in my beer and whiskey bong. Lets just say it was enough to make a true drinker say no to that bong. So really, I was fucked up. I remember bits and pieces of it. But tonight I got pretty well filled in. Well I'm off to bed, tomorrow I just may experience a new blog, wait and see. Peace!

Shoulda stopped sooner....

Its been an interesting week. Friday night I went over to Lacey's to enjoy some beer and to hang with some friends. Well it didnt turn out as well as I had hoped it was. I had more then I could take, ontop of it all I had the case of a flu bug that lasted about 24 hours. I had 10 beer bongs, one had a shot of Jamaica Wiskey, that stuff is killer. Then I proceeded to have a nice single shot of the same wiskey and chase it with water. (smart huh) About 10 guys all decided to come over, some higher then a kite and others just drinking like a fish. I was told by an older guy there that I have a "kind face." What the hell does that mean? Anyways, this guy is about in his 30's, I think he's old enough to be my dad. So I end up tooteling back to the bathroom and puke my guts, all over my shirt, yummy. Jason, the 30 year old, comes back to help me. Meanwhile, I'm on the floor moaning to take me back to the living room where I can be with Kevin and Lacey. Why? I have no idea, I think my brain was mush. I got up and requested again to be brought into the living room, bear-hugging Jason in my bra and pants, lovley. I stumbled out into the livingroom wrapped in a blanket while Lacey found me a shirt. Jason helped me put on and once again, I open my mouth, ''Bring me to Kevin!" Damnit all to hell, whats wrong with me? Fuck! Jason says, "Can't I be good as Kevin?"
"No" I said, "take me to the living room.
Last thing I know was I was asleep in the spare room and not in my black shirt. Everyone was gone but Lacey, Greg and Kevin, whom were still awake. I woke up in time to get my ass ready for work and head out. At work I puked my brains out and my stomach I swear. As of today I still am feeling like shit! I havent been able to eat a hole lot, let alone keep much down. My aunt is getting the same thing, the same problem.
Meanwhile at work, Feeling like shit and waiting for Lacey to come in at 10:30am so I can have someone to talk to, the phone rings. Its about 10 and it's Lacey. She tells Jim (my boss) that she's quitting. He told her he'd have her check ready by noon and she could come in and pick it up. So there I am, alone, board and felling shitty. It was noon and I'm takeing my lunch break in my car, asleep in the driver side seat with my windows rolled down and I hear someone say "What's up chic?" It's Lacey and shes outside my car with my cloths and make-up. "I'm leaving town," she says.
"How long are you gonna be gone?" I asked.
"I'll be back tomorrow." She replied
I made sure she had enough money, not like the 200 in my purse was gonna do her any good, she had about 1,000 on her own. Greg and Kevin await in Kevin's truck and are ready to leave. I wished her luck and told her to call me when she gets back in town. All throughout today, I didnt get no message on my phone, although I called about 4 times. I went over tonight and she was home. It was about 8:30 or so when I went over there. She answered the door, saying something about she didnt want anyone to be over. She didnt look happy, so I just said I was just checkin on her and makein sure she made it there safe and what not. Said my good-byes and took off. Now sitting here, with tears welling up in my eyes thinkin I fucked up a friendship. How and why, I dont know. If there's anything that you guys might have an idea of somethin I can say to her, comment it or something. I better get my ass to doin something other then sitting here sulking. Peace

Last night

Last night I decided to take up some advice of Kevin's and kick back and relax. Inwhich I did, I wanted so bad to ask for another truck ride, but I didnt. We chilled at Lacey's house and enjoyed the night, drinking a few beers and just talkin. Oddly as it may seem, I'm so damned attracted to Kevin, it's crazy. I would take him anyday! Anytime! Fuck.....damn it all to hell!....damn damn damn....I dont have anything else to say. On Monday Kevin, Lacey and I are going to Ft. Collins for a bit of shopping, so it should be fun. Enough bitching about me and my uh....rambelings. Take care, I'll keep you posted!

Wow

It's been one hell of a week, not a hole lot going on at work, just work I guess. The past few nights I have barley been online at all. I have been spending my time at Lacey's house hanging out with the typical crowd and enjoying my summer. The other night was a good long night of nothing but going to T-Joe's a bar and them comming home (Lacey's) to enjoy some beer bongs with Drew and Justin. All cool guys they are, cept for when you send them on a beer run. After Lacey and I bonged 3 Budweisers and a Bacardi, we wanted more. I gave Drew a twenty dollar bill and asked him to get more beer. Hopeing for some good Bud when he got back, they walk in the door with Carona! 2 12 packs of Corona! They chipped in 5 more bucks to get the 2 12 packs, but the bright side to their drunk ass's was that ''we got free lime!!'' So the boys sipped on their lime and Mexican Piss, yuckie, and Lacey and I bonged ours. I think we each had about 7 Coronas. And we didn't sip a damned one! Listening to good, dirty music, the night was nice and obvioulsy fun as all get out! But as the night went on, Lacey took Greg back to bed and Drew passed out curled around a table, literally, this guy is about 6'6'' so hes a big boy! So all that was left awake was Justin and me. Jeramiah was passed out on the couch. Lacey brought me a blanket and I was on the floor gettin ready to pass out when Justin started talkin. He asked to share the blanket with me, so ofcourse I could'nt decline! We laid on the floor till about 7 am and talked about everything imaginable, from school to life and family. Dead in the middle of the convo he said he had to say something since it was driving him mad! He just spits out, "you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen!! You have the eyes of a fucking angel!!" and then continues to splurt off how they look to him. "Will you marry me?" he says. I laughed a good time and asked what he was smoking and he said he didnt smoke, and he was serious. I said ''sure, lets go, where ever, do something fun!" Laying there talking for hours, he coulnt shake the fact of how innoscent I was, and he didnt want to fuck up anything for me. He offered to kiss me, since it would be my first kiss, but I declined (damnit) saying how it would'nt mean anything to him, although he claimed it would. Declining, he asked if I had to work, which I had to be at the store at 10:30, he lets out a sigh and asks whos gonna keep hime warm while I'm gone! I cackled and told him to cuddle down and he should be okay. He had a nasty scar on his arm from an accident when he punched through a glass door and the scar was crazy, inwhich freaks like me enjoy seeing these things. I guess from what he said I was the only chick that was'nt disguested from it. I kinda liked the feel of it and just touching it was cool to me. Soon he fell asleep as I was running my fingers across the scar on his forearm.

Damn you Arizona!

Ever hear the saying "If it weren’t for Bad Luck, I wouldn’t have any Luck a’tall." Well within time, I learned to live by that saying .Odd night as it may seem. For the past few days Lacey and Greg have been trying to hook me up with someone. Within it all, his CD player in his vehicle wasn’t working, so I said I’d take a look at it and try some of mine. Well, we sat in his vehicle and I tinkered with the player for a while, and lucky me, it was jammed! Soon I give up, since I didn’t want to take apart his dash, so I opened my mouth. I began rambling on about how I felt and what not, you guys know how that is. He was speechless and began to comment that I was "the coolest girl he knows" and no one has ever said the things I have said, which seemed like bullshit to me. Further into detail he says that he is leaving next year for Arizona for college. Good for him! I was happy to hear the guy had a future. And I said well he can forget whatever when I leave, but he didn’t like that idea either. He was afraid he’d get too attached to me anyways, so we better just stay friends, not to mention long distance relationships never work out. True for him...and I understand how he feels, so once again, my luck kicks in....I seem to find one that doesn’t want nothing....how lovely! Fucking great for me! So we agree on the friends, he asks if im alright,....shit....wrong question man! Anywho! And now, or shall I say tonight, he can’t keep his eyes off me and he barley talks to me and when he does....he looks right at me! I never look a person in the eyes when I talk, I’m just messed up is all, to me its respect. So here I am, its about 1:08am, I left Lacey’s house a while ago, saying later days and what not, only for a respond of "take it easy"....fuck...take it easy....I didn’t want to take nothing but you! Damnit....damnit it all to hell. So there is my past few nights....lets say 2. Peace!

Monday

Well, it's tuesday,...but what the hell. Last night was probably the best monday of my life. After a long day at work, I drove over to Lacey's house where I find a house full of people. Including, from what I can member, Kevin, Greg, Little White, Jason, David, Drew and Lacey. Sittin there just hangin out, I need to get some food. I take off to Taco Johns and get some food and a coke, come back and everyones playing playstation and drinkin.....good stuff. Deryk, pulls up in his moms rented limo and asks us if we want a ride, so about 8 people are squished into a 6 person limo and I'm left at the house with 2 drunk old guys. We sit and yabber for a while and about 45 mins later the limo comes back and haha...its my turn. My first time in a limo, I jump and and take a spot right next to Kevin. Since he's the only one I know there and I feel quite comfortable around, I plop down. We go to some dudes house and get some Budweiser and pick on the passed out stranger across from Kevin. So here we are, driving down Lincoln Way, drinkin beer and everyone else is smokin bud. I'm enjoying the thrill of the ride and the wind in my hair. Asked repeatedly to take a hit....I finally get it through the 3 people with me in the back seat that I DO NOT SMOKE!! So anyways....we're just driving around chillin and we pick up Deryk's mom and then he brings us back to Lacey's where we all bale out. Sitting close to Kevin in the Limo almost made me want to ask for a ride in his truck ;) Hahaha....gotta love a good truck, it's a ford...but it sounds nice. ( notice how the F isn't caps :) ) But anyways, I spent the remainder of my night with Greg, Lacey, Kevin, John and Buddy, watching street fighting on DVD. That is some cool shit too! I helped Lacey take out her garbage and clean up her place and then decided I better get my ass home. By the time I was in my room it was 2:30am, a thrilling night, and one of the best mondays of my hole summer. Although I do intend to make it a hell of a lot better. ;) No worries...I'll keep ya'll posted :D I better go to work guys. Bu-bye!

Friday

Well, its saturday, but I'm making up for last night. Got off work, came home and showered, called up Lacey and she was in tears. Something came up all waky at the till at work, so she was a bit angry and over-whelmed. It was all good tho, the boss called up later on and said he found a mistake, and it is taken care of. I went over to chill for a while, just to get away from the house a bit. Greg, her boyfriend and his brother, Kevin, were there sitting in the livingroom listening to the radio and chillin out. Kevin is 18 and Greg is in his twenties I'm betting. Both cool guys.
The night was young and I just put a beer in the freezer. Bong one up for me! Took my first beer bong, it was'nt nothin special. The only advice I can give you is, SWALLOW!! FAST!! Mellowed out for a while. Greg said it would hit me in a few minutes. Ten minutes later, I didnt feel nothing, so I called on the Bong again, and took another. 5 gulps and it was gone, the tube just got so empty. I dont like head on my beer, head is foam, so Greg did some trick with the bong hose and fixed it all up for me.
Sitting there talking to Kevin about trucks and he tells me about his F-250. I piped up, "hey, I want a ride!!" So.....haha...I got one. He took me all around town and we got some desiel. There is something women like about a pick-up man. Kevin is cool, but damn...that pick-up makes him cooler. He's cool to hang out with. We talked about everything from school to our lives. Which in the end, I always to have the shittiest of the two. Go figure. He took me back to my car at Lacey's and I said we'd have to go again sometime. That was the extent of my night, I came crawling through the door at 3:30am, fell asleep at 4:00am and then woke up at 7:30am to get ready for work. And now here I am, Saturday night, and I am tired as fuck! So I shall sign off and get back to you all later on. Sweet Screams and Bed Time Chills. Peace

Thursday.......

I like it here, even-though I have said many times I hated it. People here accept you, which in my case is good. So far, my good friends here are Lacey and Ryan, co-workers of mine. Lacey is the bomb, that girl is the shit. The cock of the block and that makes her Lacey. Ryan is cool, I don’t hang with him cept for at work, he’s a cutie too. For the past 2 nights I went to Lacey’s house and chilled with whoever was there. To my degree I’ve seen some odd things, but tonight, I seen what most people see on tv. From beer bongs to weed bongs, coca-cola to cocaine, it was the most intriguing night of my summer. Although I cannot pass up a beer, I can easily pass up the others. My brain tells me all what’s good and what’s not, so far.....I listen. Tomorrow night will be an adventure all in itself, I’m going to hang with Lacey and Greg (Lacey’s b/f) for the night, then go to work in the morning. Meet new people and expand my horizon in this dull pitiful existence I call my life. For all who know me, you know how far I will go and that peer pressure will NOT take the best of me, so no worries, just comment and read along. Thanks for listening. Peace out.
P.S. For those who don’t know, I work at a Firework stand, I sell fireworks, for good wages. What a good job for a Pyro eh?