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four glorious words. young single adults activites.
there were shot guns.

cute boys.

batman.

new friends.

and some sweet farmers' tans, like the one danny boy is sporting. ;]

kindness.

wow. today started out as an alright day. then i remembered i had to go to work. which i love work, but there are days when work is the last thing i want to do with my life. so i get to work, and start doing my thing. its kinda boring and the hours are just slowly creepering by. so i decided to take the garbage and the recycling out. i dispose of the recycling at a near by elementry school, then find the nearest garbage thing. i dump everything successfully, but i had another round to go. so i grab that round and i make my way back to the garbage tank thing. as i'm about to throw my second box into the can, some sweet child of god comes up and freaks out at me. asks me what the freak i was doing, told me he was going to call the cops on me, and instructed me to put the box in my hands on the roof of my car and told me to start getting the shiz i had previously thrown away out of the can. that made me a little suspicious, i wont lie, but i asked him nicely if i could put the box in my hands into my trunk to make less work for myself. after giving me a look of disgust, he let me by. i start fishing around in the most awful smelling and looking garbage can to get stuff that i had hoped was mine out of the can.. he sat back and just watched me try to get old odd end binders and vendor catalogs out of this dumpster. after i get all the ones i could easily reach, he walks up, looks at me, looks into the dumpster and says "thats good enough i guess, you know if you had just asked, i would have let you use my garbage can" then he proceeds to give me advice for future dumping. i haven't cried this hard in a very long time. as i was driving away, i thought, what if he was one of those creepers that wanted to kidnap me, steal my car, rape me, and dispose of my body in previously mentioned dumpster. he could have done it, had i put my box on the roof instead of in my trunk....

"be kind. everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."
~marjorie pay hinckley

june first.

i took olivia's advice and took the first of the month off. today, instead of working, i slept in. helped babysit madda, maderbabies, and e-man. now i'm off to buy rocko a "luxury dog bed" pictured below...

and after this totally ridiculous purchase, i'm going to feed my head with the new alice in wonderland.
one pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small.
and the ones that mother gives you dont do anything at all.
go ask alice, when she's ten feet tall.
and if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall.
tell 'em a hookah smoking catapiller has given you a call.
call alice, when she was just small.
when men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go.
and you've just had some kind of mushroom and your mind is moving slow.
go ask alice, i think she'll know.
when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead.
and the white knight is talking backwards,
and the red queen's "off with her head!"
remember, what the dormouse said...
FEED YOUR HEAD.

and getting dumped... is out of the picture. today is looking up.

im loving life right now. jonny and mimi are coming in just a few days. i miss my mama and papa of the wilderness.

eighties.

i went 80's style dancing for the first time ever. it was so hot and sweaty nasty grossness. i'm definitely thinking twice before i hit that shiz up again. or maybe i'll just go maddie jackson style and wear sexy lacey outfits. haha


tasha. olivia. vanessa. britton. love these people.
for the first time since buzzing it, i wished i had hair. i wanted to rat my hair like tash and liv. so jealous. but they were so jealous when i wasn't sweating as bad as them cause i didn't have hair! mwhaha


and as always. i love rocko.