getting back in touch with my emo roots equals

sheer bliss. i realized the other day that i haven't really given myself some emotastic days in a very very long time and i thoroughly disapprove of this.

drama ice cream socials go! complete with goodies, ice cream, balloons, banging, confusion, and lots of talks with a certain bunnyface. good lord. (plus on the outstanding bang factor though - you can never really complain about that.)

so work's calmed down a bit and i kind of hate it because i'm realizing more and more that the more calm the workie schedule is, the less scrilla i got. thumbs way way down for that. but on that note, thumbs way way up for getting a fourth job (which will actually turn into only a second relatively soon)...hellooooooo herrells. now i remember the very first time i came to boston to visit colin, oh three years ago when i was a wee lass, and going to herrells and thinking to myself that's exactly the type of place i want to work. haha, weirdness. i got free ice cream at my orientation today...you know a job is sick when that happens. i'll be working there tues, wed, and friday nights. i'll continue to be american eagle's bitch even though i'm beginning to like it less and less. lock up will be over soon and i'm quitting the telephone company. i know i know, no more recording dirty perverts every weekend but seriously...not having been there in a week and a half - my libido has shot through the roof. if that's not reason enough to quit, i don't know what is.

school's starting again soon. that scares me. i actually hate it. quite a bit. especially since i will be going through the next year and a half of school without my hubby, and i'll be getting a degree in something i don't even want to do anymore. oh well, c'est la vie. but concerning the beginning of school i AM excited about one thing and that is the fact that it is a mere five weeks until kahla, lindsay, and i move into our new place. holy god...wait...oh oh OH...oh yeaaaah. i definetly just moistened myself because i can already imagine how fantastic our place is going to be. move in party is planned...more details in the future.

i think going to a show would make me smile lots and lots and lots. i haven't been to one in so very long and i thoroughly disapprove of this as well. bad meg, bad! i'll fix it soon. promise.

currently loving life minus the sweat factor of 4000 when i'm just sitting in my damned living room reading a book. eff you humidity. go eff yourself. noone likes you, you have no friends.

birthday countdown: 8 days.
22.
i'm getting old.
please leave me messages that reassure me that i'm still in my lustrious youth. please.

kisses.