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* * * * Saturday, August 16 * *
i just woke up. crazy.
i had a series of dreams, all mixed up together, nonsensical.
i was in SPCSS, and it was a new semester. i apparently had a french class with bolduc, even though i don't know french at all. i forgot a book, so i ran out of the class to get it. she yelled after me "c'est demain, laurie!" and i was like "c'est demain!" and took off running to my locker. i heard the class laughing behind me. hmm.
then, i was talking to shannon f. i joked about how her boyfriend's head was so big. yeah. i don't know either.
after that, i was sitting next to "shannon f" but it turned out to be nicole d. she ignored me in french class, and i think i was stupid so i left.
i was in the mall, shopping for nicole d. i don';t know why. i picked out shirts, and there was this pink stripey one and i'm all "here's a sharon cherski shirt for you" (sharon cherski is a preppy girl from series My So Called Life). okay.
weirdness.
i have nothing planned today.
after a simple three-minute phonecall, i am going to julia's.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:46:58 PM * * *
hm.
tired.
tv.
bed.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:26:21 AM * * *
* * * * Friday, August 15 * *
"Laurie, did you know you are about 9,431,769 minutes old?"
Neat.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:11:07 PM * * *
I don't understand.
But yay for Maggie Gyllenhaal!
You must like to spank or be spanked, because your
romance is remeniscent of Secretary. A truly
modern love story, it shows that you don't need
to be conventional to be normal. You're
probably the type that owns a whole lot more
leather than what's upholstering your car or
sofa. Yeah, you know what I mean.
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I'm bored of them now.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 10:51:23 PM * * *
Boob sweat is abounding this evening.
It's really quite icky.
I am listening to oldschool Jon Bon Jovi and I enjoy it.
Almost too much really.
You know what?
You don't!
Anyway.
Steph's sense of humour really reminds me of Conan O'Brien's. Eerily enough. She is Conan! I knew it. Last night, he told Mark Wahlberg to call his unborned daughter "Cona". Not "Conan", just "Cona." And I died. Laughing.
Today, during my lunch break, Melissa, Meghan, Laura and I discussed padded bras. And oddly enough, padded underwear, which I clearly have no use for, whatsoever.
There was a comedian on Just for Laughs this evening, and he was all "Ladies, you don't need fake boobies! Unless you have a freaky concave chest, and people are using your boobies for M&M dishes at parties, but that's just freaky! And seriously, instead of filling them with silicone or banana yogurt, why don't you scoop out the tissue of your brain, you know, the part that is usually used for things like self-esteem and confidence?!" Haha, it was so snarky.
I'm getting quickly addicted to that new show "The O.C.", it is REALLY good! And also, I'm really really boiling hot right now. Our house power never went off, so I am curious.
I stocked candles today in the basement, and I did NOT want to have the power shut off while I was down there. It's freaky even with the lights on. Oh my gosh, today I was putting some popcorn bowls away on the shelf. And there's a doorway right beside the shelf. I was just doing my thing, when Alison suddenly steps in the doorway and goes "Laurie." And I think I temporarily died. It creeped me out SO badly, because she was so eerily-freaky-calm saying my name. Ahh. Also, I wanted to hurt her because she wasn't hot, at all! And our AIR CONDITIONING WAS SHUT OFF ALL DAY. I started crying in the bathroom because I was so frustrated and hot and tired.
So, I have to call on Monday and tell Pam that I can't work Saturday either. Gee.
Tonight, my mom and I went to Wal-Mart and I so drove there and back. I didn't mess up once. Yay for my amazing driving skills! I tried to find a nice jean miniskirt to buy, but the only there was too skanky and like 25 bucks. So I will ask my dad to take me to the mall tomorrow. I hate the mall, but hey. They don't have terrible stuff in some stores. Some like 14-year old guys were walking in front of me and my mom, and they were talking to some 20-year old guy they evidently knew and they're all "And HOW drunk were you at the party?" And he's all "Yeah, pretty drunk." And I'm all (to my mom) "You're like what? Six years older than these girls, and you're getting hammered with them? Man, ew. That's gross" and my mom ushered me into the fitting room. Yeah.
I feel like talking a lot, and this is a pretty nice-sized blog so far. Let's hope the power doesn't suddenly go out. I'd probably cry, then go play "BS" with my family. We played it last night, and I caught my mom lying ALL THE TIME. it was hilarious. If I lied while putting down some cards, my dad would just stare at me and I'd start grinning like an idiot and he'd call my bluff, and I'd be so caught. it was bad, hehe. But pretty funny.
I have ALL of next week off!
And all of the next next week off!
When I'm in Ottawa, we're going to LaRonde (Montreal amusement park) for a day! Yay! I've never been to Montreal before.
In Wal-Mart, some guy that looked a few years younger than me, kept smiling at me weirdly. I was like "Do I know you" in my mind, and he didn't answer. Meanie. phdasda
* You're so silly, Nanny! 10:12:12 PM * * *
I work next Saturday 12-4:30.
That's it.
Pam booked me to work the last week of August - which I clearly booked off about a month ago.
So I have to call her on Monday and figure that out.
Also, power went out in Bville AGAIN at the SAME TIME (my lunch pizza was cold, aw) so I went home at 5:30.
Boo.
my mom and I are going into wal-mart. I don't know why.
I feel skanky for some reason.
Please, everyone who got my party-sleepover email, REPLY PLEASE BY SUNDAY. I need to know who's coming, who can't! The party is on WEDNESDAY.
STEPH: Bowling is Tuesday, 7-10pm
Maybe we can hang out that day!
Yay funness with Steph!
Off to Wallymart.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:21:40 PM * * *
I guess debating is wrong then.
Pardon me for expressing my views as well.
As it goes, I woke up on my own at 11:30.
I work at 1, but I really hope that they call and say I don't have to.
My parents are making me call to see if I am working or not.
If they're closed or not.
I doubt they'll be closed.
Highly doubt.
Today is Meghan's last day.
Aww, Meghan's so fun.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 12:01:54 PM * * *
* * * * Thursday, August 14 * *
such drama.
huge major power outage spread from new york to here.
wow.
it was crazy.
i left work three hours early.
the power just came back on, when i finally fell asleep.
tonight was kinda fun though - my family (minus scott) played cards and then outside, in the screened tent, my mom made a shadow puppet of a german sheperd then went "woof woof woof" and laughed herself sick.
hee.
there was like 30-50 cars lined up at the gas station in GMiller. i saw cory briefly, he was pumping gas or something, as we drove by.
my parents are visiting a neighbour - they were only supposed to go over to say hi. they've been there for an hour.
the dog misses them.
i dont wanna work tomorrow - so i'm glad/sad that the power's back on.
i actually fell asleep a little while ago, listening to one candle power on my discman
but brad came in saying "the power's on" and i shot out of bed
haha.
awpashfohgp
IDUNNAWANNAGOTOWORK.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:59:29 PM * * *
i had a dream where i accidentally chopped off my ponytail and i had a bob-hairdo but everyone said it looked good.
then, i hooked up with some french guy in the backseat of a car. he was good at holding hands.
he got jealous because i was jokingly holding hands with the other guy beside me in the backseat.
oh dream drama.
he was hot though.
GAH JULIA! you'e supposed to call at 3 pm? ILL BE AT WORK. ill leaev a message for my family to give you when you do call. i wont be home til like 9:30
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:51:23 AM * * *
"what. are. you. wearing."
"breathe. louder."
i am ti-red.
off to bed.
i rhymed.
snort.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:14:26 AM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, August 13 * *
I got a G2 appointment booked for December 19.
Pam did it for me.
I'm gonna call soon and try and book an earlier one, perhaps like REALLY SOON.
Yeah.
I have the baby of a headache.
I'm very excited about having two weeks off! Yay!
And the party...
I still have to send out a group email.
Yay bowling tournie with Steph! I think I can bring Julia, too!
Matching bowling shirts - yay!
Wow, I'm way too happy to have just gotten off work, tired and hungry.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:39:56 PM * * *
i have to go to work.
i stayued up until like 330
and still missed the stupid meteor shower and im mad.
o well.
i had this dream wher i went to this like tiny basement hangout with julia, some guy, some girl and some other guy. i remember smokestacks inside, and us dancing a LOT. then, julia and i were at this computer and she read that she had "the best ass" then, gloatingly, gave me the creepiest laughing grin i've ever seen on julia. she ran over to me, picked me up by my UNDERWEAR (which was, oddly enough, all i was wearing down below...) and gave me an AIRBORNE WEDGIE. it was really scary - i was close to the ceiling, yet the wedgie itself didn't hurt. hmm. then i woke up.
and remembered some other dream i had recently where julia was REALLY scarily laughy-weird. eheh.
I AM SO EXHAUSTED.
off to make my lunch and eat food.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:07:44 AM * * *
* * * * Tuesday, August 12 * *
My actual feet smell.
I can smell them from here.
Sad, really.
I danced to oldies music and finished the dishes in no time.
Yay me.
I worked a 9-6, which went by surprisingly quick.
I HATE CUSTOMERS! Well, the ones that come in AT six when they know we CLOSE at six. Then, they have the balls to wander around, taking FOREVER to choose items to buy. Or, these are the worst, the customers who feel the need to take neat and tidy afghans out, mess them all up, leave them on the floor, fold them wrong, and walk away. I swear. If you're already having a bad day, it's really frustrating to deal with.
The comments box on Steph's blog won't open, so I can't find out if she can come bowling with me on August 19. Nobody else has offered, so I am picking her. I HOPE YOU ALL FEEL OFFENDED. I hope she can come. I called her after work but no answer.
To watch tonight: Cupid and Big Brother 4
I have nothing else to do. I haven't done anything with anybody in weeks. This is the suckiest summer ever. It's gone by like that, seriously. The days are flying by, and all I do is work work work. But yay for money. Boo for being unwillingly antisocial. Last summer, I was totally free to do anything and I still did nothing - but because I was antisocial then. Now, I want to do things and I can't.
I'm off all next week. I propose that I hold a party. Not a par-tay, Julia. If you say that, I'll slap you and ban you from my party. My parents will not be home, and I wouldn't have to get up early the next morning. Sleepover, yes. I'm going to email everyone (including Zach, but I'd have to ask my parents permission for that one) with details that I've honestly just thought up. How fun and spontaneous of me.
We have a cleaning lady now, at work!! This excites me a lot, because now that means that I don't have to do a Stonehouse sweep every night. OR a mop! Yay!
Melanie J came into my work today. We didn't acknowledge one another, as I was happy with.
One of my head supervisors, Pam, offered to get our "secretary" (I don't know her official title; she deals with the bills, paychecks, schedules, etc.) to book me a G2 appointment! It came out of nowhere and she's all "Yeah, maybe Susan can get you an earlier appointment than December! Everyone needs their G2!" Hee.
My parents are still in the Big Apple. I called my mom today and she's all "Sorry, we won't be near any malls so I can't get you any New York souvenirs. But I can get you something in Toronto!" Haha, as if that compares even slightly. Oh, Mom. How I miss you already.
I want Julia to write her "first impressions" about me, first. Because I'm selfish.
HAHA.
...
boo.
(SEX)
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:25:58 PM * * *
* * * * Monday, August 11 * *
That new Vim Thick Bleach commercial is really serious.
Today, Brad and I played James Bond on his N64 and we didn't fight. He played rap music in his room and I tolerated it.
I have to do the dishes.
I work 9-6 tomorrow. I'll be all by my lonesome self in the Stonehouse.
I have the Shining Time Station theme song stuck in my head.
I found myself watching Paradise Hotel, and I found myself incapable of shutting it off. Funny how that happens.
There's this tiny little wannabe pimple on my chin. I dislike it.
We ordered poutine today. It was way too filling.
The Purolator man woke me up today. I greeted him with messy hair and pajamas. I'm so sexy.
I didn't call Julia. Oops. Well, I forgot her number for some weird spacey reason, then I couldn't find the phone.
Stocking and straightening the candles tomorrow will help my nine hour shift go by much faster.
You know what is not really enjoyable but seems to appeal to men in films? Boob sweat. What's up with that?
I like the movie "Bird on a Wire." I loved it as a kid. The best part is when they're in bed in that motel, and she's all "Yeah, I'll shut up!" And Mel Gibson, like, rolls on top of her and starts macking on her. I crack up everytime.
I watched an episode of "Who's the Boss?" and it actually made me laugh out loud. I was so amused by it, and I don't even remember why. At least, I think it was "Who's the Boss?"...
I need to get drunk. NOW.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:17:18 PM * * *
Everyone's reactions to playing with whoopie cushions in the store are the same. Always.
They do the farty-cushion noise, and ALWAYS, if they're with someone else: "[insert name here]! That's gross! Stop that!" Then they proceed to make the cushion fart more, and they continually blame the other person jokingly for their flatulence.
It's all fun and games until you've seen thirty people do it after a few months.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:24:19 PM * * *
I actually posted that blog at like 4:30 am.
Yeah.
Julia's today? We shall see, my friends.
We shall see, indeed.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:04:15 PM * * *
* * * * Sunday, August 10 * *
Oh, Rachel Dratch.
How I heart you.
On a side note, I'm still awake.
I just watched "Great Expectations" and I really liked it.
Ethan Hawke = sex
But in a very good way.
I have aspirations, for "this" morning, to wake up early and clean. My room, the house, the dishes. Then I shall do something - anything - in the evening.
Those are my plans.
I will not stick to them.
Shalom.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:29:23 PM * * *
Awesome!
Sigh.
I'm listening to thunder.
I actually hate thunder, but it sounds nice when it's not above my house.
Today I worked a quick little 5-hour shift.
It went by pretty fast - I got to stock candles! I love doing them.
My parents left for Ottawa today.
From there, to NYC. Lucky.
I have my day off tomorrow :D
Scott and I rented "A Guy Thing" and it was such a good movie.
It really surprised me, even though I love Jason Lee.
It was non-crude & non-slutty and actually witty. Yay movie!
Hmm. I feel like doing something tonight and tomorrow.
AT THE SAME TIME.
Weh.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:21:14 PM * * *
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