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2008 9 March :: 9.35pm
Hey, about that last entry? I just needed to get all that off my chest. I'm not apologizing or taking any of it back or anything and you guys are free to hate me or fight me or whatever. I just figured you ought to know where it came from.
I do not want to go back to school tomorrow. I am pretty pumped to see Henry Winkler though.
The movie Rudy made me want to go to Notre Dame. It never happened obviously but that was my dream because of that movie.
I went to the Women's Expo with Nick's mom and sisters early this morning. We popped over to the Wedding Expo too because Nick's little sister is getting married. Strangely this expo did not make me want to get married.
I am pumped for spring.
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2008 9 March :: 3.20am
:: Mood: honest
Bitches, I am sick and tired of putting all this effort into friendships when you guys aren't doing anything in return. I'm done, people. I am so done. And I am completely over you. I have tried, I have called, I have talked. I have loved, I have hated. I am completely done.
Oh, and Andy? I know what you said about me. I know what you have said about Katti. I thought you were an okay person but apparently I was wrong. I never realized you were such an asshole.
Ben, way to leave me hanging like you always do. It's always for another woman too.
Jessa, I think the way that you treat your marriage and your child is ridiculous. You have basically cut that part of your life out and that "horribly rankles me." It happened, you need to deal with it and admit it instead of completely ignoring three years or you might have some issues in the future.
Anyway, I know I'm being a bitch, all judgmental and whatever but I just need to get it all out.
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2008 7 March :: 11.03pm
I am way too hormonal lately. I watched Martian Child the other day with Nick and cried. I've been reading Marian Keyes and crying for no reason. I watched New Amsterdam and cried.
Silly woman-ness.
I'm supposed to pick up the girls tonight. I was all ready to get them at 11:53 but their plane done gone and got delayed and isn't coming in until 1:08 1:13 1:23 1:29 1:22. I best not get sleepy or we're going to have issues.
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2008 6 March :: 11.58pm
I worked from 11-5 then babysat from 6-11.
I am wiped out. I don't want to go to bed though because I feel like I just wasted my day.
I got a new phone. News at 11.
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2008 5 March :: 10.57pm
You know that girl in your math class who knew your professor really well because she babysat his kids?
Yeah, tomorrow I am totally that girl. Just replace math with folk and square dance.
I just hope it goes well. I haven't babysat in about three years. The kids seemed awesome and they will be asleep for half the time I'm there anyway. I'm just nervous for nervous sake I suppose.
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2008 5 March :: 12.35am
I do so enjoy receiving drunk phone calls. Especially when they include stories of mysterious makeouts in the oldest bar in Boston. Next time you're drunk, give me a ring.
I am terribly jealous that my friends are wandering around Boston and getting trashed at ancient bars. I am sitting here trying not to think about how I just indirectly admitted to Nick that sometimes I miss the opportunities I would have if I were single and planning my bus ride to work tomorrow. This adult stuff sucks.
I just want to party like any other college kid during my spring break.
It's nighttime, I'm getting down like I usually do.
Nick mentioned that the reason I might not be yearning for children like I usually am is because we have kitties. I think that he's right but I want to think that I'm over the marriage and children thing. I want to think that I am okay with where I am right now and I don't need any of that other stuff. And I do think that. I am convincing myself so far so who knows if it's true or not.
Blah blah blah.
I need a vacation. But not the kind I keep giving myself. I need a college kid, let it all hang out, party til dawn vacation.
I don't know what else I was going to say. Who wants to pretend we're all getting married and go try on wedding dresses? It'll be like playing dress-up.
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