Stuff..

Ok... so Thank you Sarah for my new icon!

And if you want to see the pics that I took at the mall...

Go to sproutchk.yafro.com

Or you can click the link in my user profile :)

Enjoy.

Bleh.

It's been a crappy couple of days.

Yesterday, I got 2 parking tickets in front of my work. Which adds to the one I got a few days prior. Making it 90 dollars that I owe the city of berkeley. Whom I was already unhappy with because there's a pothole on the right side of the street on Ashby at 9th and it TOTALLY jacked up my alignment which I just had done a month ago!! ARG.

Went home. Felt INCREDIBLY lonely because I think my roommate is out of town and I don't see Loren until saturday night. I don't like being alone.

So I made myself dinner. Watched Two Weeks Notice, which was a lot better than I thought it would be. And went to sleep.

Had a HORRIBLE dream. I dreamt about getting shot. I dreamt about my family being held hostage and my phonecalls to them tapped. I dreamt about being chased. I dreamt about a lot of really horrible things. And the worst part of it was... It all had to do with work.

I woke up. Just at the perfect time to call and wake Loren up for the day, I told him I had a horrible dream. I told him I'm miserable with how far away my grandma is. That I'm terrified of her dying. And I started to cry.

He calmed me down and told me to go back to sleep.

I did.

My dream continued. I finally woke up before my alarm and got ready for work.

I get to work and my boss is in a REALLY shitty mood. Every little thing I'm doing is pissing her off. She's leaving early.

I have to cancel some of my plans for Valentine's day.

I can't afford dinner for Loren and me. And Loren can't either. So I have to cancel our reservations :(

I'm really really upset and disappointed about that. My boss was willing to lend me the money for my half of dinner but I told her that Loren couldn't afford his half. And the restaurant isn't even THAT expensive.

Please let me make it til payday on tuesday. I have like NO gas. :(

I'm considering calling in sick on sunday. But I'm afraid it might look suspicious.

:(

I just want to hit the reset button, please?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

I JUST GOT ANOTHER PARKING TICKET!!! I DIDN'T EVEN SEE THE STUPID GUY OR I WOULD HAVE MOVED!!! ARGGGGGGG!!!

THAT'S FREAKING 120 DOLLARS!!

Wow. Only in Berkeley.

There's really nothing like sitting in your office after a long day and suddenly the first few recognizable notes of " boys don't cry " by the Cure is heard blaring outside and you look up only to see Critical Mass slowly moving down the street.

And what happens next?

Well duh.

You smile, go back to your work, and sing along to the damn music.

I love the Cure :)

Ya know. I understand Critical Mass and their cause. And lord knows it pisses me off too when I'm trying to get somewhere and I'm stuck behind them. But any organized mass that plays the Cure is ok in my book :)

Oh my god.

I AM TOTALLY CRAVING A SLURPEE RIGHT NOW!!

I'll totally pleasure the first person who brings me a cherry mixed with like... blue rasberry or something flavor slurpee RIGHT NOWWWWW!!!


Oh my god.

I totally want one.