Not So Out of Reach

To have my own personal secretary is a part of any future I want for myself. It's like, once I have that... I will know I've made it. However lame it might sound, it's better to set your mind on something than thinking it's out of your reach. Having said that, dammit. For now I must make my own phone calls to check up on my insurance. Sometimes aren't you just too lazy to deal with people? Seriously.
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Let The Records Keep Playing

I keep getting really annoying headaches every time I decide to sleep, and sleep... and sleep some more for a day. Maybe it's the universe telling me to get off my ass and stop wasting away. Or, it really is bad for you to sleep that much. Whatever it is, it's a deathly cycle because headaches make me want to sleep even more. Grr.

Finally upgraded my BB Curve to the new BB 8900. I could've waited to save up for the Tour... but once I set my eyes on something, and am capable of getting that something, it's mine. Now. But I absolutely adore this new BB, and I am in love all over again. When I first got my old BB two years ago, i'd have countless blogs just to say "I love my blackberry." Now, I didn't think it'd be possible to be this infatuated with a piece of machinery. To me, it's my world. Until I find that special someone of course... he'd still come second. Hah, I'm terrible. :)

Just bought Michael Jackson's "Dangerous" album. As much as I love to download music just as much as the next person... There is something so different and special about owning an album. Maybe CD's will be the next generation's collectible vinyl records or something. It just feels exhilirating to have. Or maybe i'm just a dork and find ways to make everything sound cooler than it is.

Money (Or the lack of) Sucks...

Working five days a week now on a pretty solid schedule, finally. Something I could get used to. And it is. It's a good thing when work is just a strand in your everyday life that you have no room to complain. I enjoy mostly everyone's company. I could just goof the hell off and not feel like a total fool. My manager's hilarious to be around, and she made me and her fantastic yogurt this morning which was very nice indeed. Working at the coffee again ain't so bad after all.

I overdrafted again. Apparently ATM's don't include your pending payments so I kept sliding and sliding... Parents called me furious as hell, got me in a horrible mood that whole day so I secluded myself away from communication with the world... then got over it. The manager at wamu was a nice lady, and I put my very best sad face on.. and she took off half the charges. It's still a bummer to think that I worked two days to feed the bank when I could be feeding me though.

I love how every time you get completely shitfaced and feel terrible, the words that come out of your mouth may be "I will never drink again..." Then not too long later, you seem to forget about all of that and do it all over again. Hello to the last three weeks. Except after a certain shitty thing happened one night, I'm from now on making sure I don't let myself get so vulnerable in the company of ANY guy. Boys are boys. That won't change. Fuck you btw, you seem to think I don't remember or know what happened, but if I ever see you again... I don't think I can help myself but to put you in your place. I'm digusted.

Anyways, here's to a wonderful summer.