I will be the death of you

Haven't written in a few days.

Finally getting some time today, as I had a very busy (and fun!) weekend. On Thursday Scott and Bryan slept over and I went in late on Friday, got off, got dressed, and Lacey, Bryan, and Scott and I went to Chili's, where we were the raggediest of bitches. Then we went over to Golden City, where everyone promptly bought a fuckton of Japanese candy. Stopped at the Mother Ship (Total Wine), drove to Elmwood, got some daiquiri's, then went to Brittany's, where Julian was waiting for us.

Some shit went down and Brittany is starting anew, but despite everything, she's a tough one and even though it was probably hard for her, we still managed to have a good time. Julian screaming "Oh, my compromised baby!" and humping the floor was a special highlight. Derek stopped by and we all dumbassed around until about 12 something. Had to come home because Jack was barking his head off. Stayed up till 2, passed completely out.

Woke up early, said goodbye to Scott, left Lacey and Bryan sleeping. Stopped at work to send something off, then got breakfast and went to Luling to get my toes yanked on by tiny Vietnamese women. Ugh, but it felt so good. Stopped at Walmart on way out of town, then went back home. Nanny stopped over to pick something up, then we all got dressed and went to IHOP. Many bacons were had. Said goodbye to Bry because he had to go to work, then Lacey and I went to Barnes & Noble because I wanted to reserve Ready Player Two and she wanted a new copy of Gone With The Wind, but it's being reissued, which probably means they took all the bad racist words out, which while I agree racism is bad, it's the whole basis for the book besides the romance, because it was written during the Civil War, aka the War of Northern Aggression. After that we went to Fleurty Girl, where we squeed over all the things and I found a fabulous shirt that says I Slapped Ouiser Boudreaux, which is strange because I just watched Steel Magnolias a few days ago. Found some glitter too. I wanted some doberge, so we went to Dorignacs, but they didn't have any chocolate ones. We were getting tired, so we went back to my place and relaxed for awhile. Then we got drunkish, but Jack has skin allergies so he was driving me fucking batty. Went this morning to get oatmeal shampoo and a flea collar and he's calmed down.

Another week ahead.

Needs to be the 18th-in the mood for sun and pool and Half Shell.

I don't remember if I wrote about it (And too lazy to go back and find out) but my Dad rented out Picayune Paradise for my 35th, which is like a swimming hole in MS with a petting zoo (GOATS) and boats and diving boards and stuff. I can have up to 50 peeps and I'm really looking forward to it. My brain wants to get everything ready for it NOW but it's still almost two months away so I can't do much.

I guess I'll make pizza and try to mentally prepare myself for this week. I have to stay until almost 7 on my late days now, which Jack is just going to LOVE. I'll refrain from comment. I save all my feelings for my job in my other blog.

I laid in bed earlier to read and promptly passed out (ugh) and had a really disturbing dream where I was in the hallway of my apartment and my front door opened and I ran out to go close the door, and when I tried, it wouldn't close, as if there was a malevolent force behind it, trying to force it open. I woke up with my heart rate up to 110. That kinda sucked.

Off to find a certain cluster of pictures.