I wrote a long entry, maybe because I'm peppy and caffeinated.
Waking up early on weekends is great. I woke up at 7:45 because I had to bring Pearl Jr. in to get some work done (that's early for a weekend!) And now it's only 12:30 and I feel like I've accomplished so much with my day. I need to remind myself this on weekdays, when I am loathe to get out of bed. The first five minutes suck, but then you feel better for it. I can never get back to the way I was in high school, when I'd wake up at 4:45 to go running. That's a little crazy. But you kind of need to wake up early on weekends here if you want to beat the crowds and get anything done. I left my apartment at 8:30. In my hometown, at 8:30, if you venture out it's like the aftermath of a nuclear war-no one is in sight. Here at 8:30, there were already cars lined up at the stop lights. What are you losers doing up so early? Go back to sleep.
I headed to Target to pick up some bath items. Get this- I didn't spend more than $25 at Target. That's amazing. I'm being so good with my budget and not letting myself wander around, because it's so easy to zone out at Target and find useless shit you don't need. In the $1 aisle, I found cute little things to decorate my cube with. Yes, after nearly four months on the job, I have finally decided to decorate my cube. It's so boring and plain, and some people have really awesome, personal little workspaces. I pulled out some pictures to decorate with but I'm unsure of whether or not I want to use them. I find that I'm fairly private with my personal life (believe it or not, I don't post really private stuff on this blog, just the funny or more mundane aspects of my life.) So I don't know if I want to be plastering pictures of myself, my family, and my high school friends (since I've gone digital with my photos in the past couple of years, the only hard copies of pictures I have are from high school and early college).
Looking at the high school pictures made me feel a little nostalgic. I've lost touch with one of my best friends from then. She's in Canada now. We were such great friends and then we drifted apart. I realized looking at old pictures of us how much I miss her and her friendship. I wish we can be as close as we were back then, but I think there's too much of a rift now. We're friendly with each other on Facebook and everything, but it's not like it was. I don't feel that way about all of my friends from that time, because everyone moves on from high school and grows up and apart. But I'd like to reconnect with this old friend.
I told my mom I have a blog, and now she reads it. Hi, Mama! If you think I should be concerned about my excessive use of the EFF word on this blog since my mom reads it, then you will be mistaken. My mom used to get on my case for cursing, but I think she gave up because Patrick has no qualms about letting the curse words fly. I don't really curse around my parents too much (I still feel kind of weird doing it), but Patrick has no problem. Once a couple of years ago, I was playing XBox with everyone online, and at some point I said, "GET OFF THE GODDAMN SHED!" like from the Will Ferrell skit. Everyone started laughing because they understood where it came from, but my mom hadn't seen it. So she said, "Jenny!" in a really scandalized, almost hurt voice. It was so funny. Anyway. My mom likes the design I use (she thought I did it myself, I wish I had that talent), and she says the profile picture I am using now is much better than my old one. Thanks, Mom. Patrick has a Vox too now, but he hasn't added me to his neighborhood yet. Douche.
Well, off I go. The weather here is absolutely gorgeous. Have a wonderful Saturday! Here is my parting gift:
Comments
And I'm going to laugh so hard if your mum comments to tell you off for cussing.