I think I'm a Led Zeppelin Fan Now
Dude, Led Zeppelin is pretty awesome. Anyone ever hear "That's the Way?" Good stuff man.
Now that I have taken a sort of vacation from "normal," I've come back home to things that are unchanged.
Today was such an irritating day. I almost cried in class because for the first time, I had NO clue what the hell was going on there. I usually have a decent idea, but today I was all forrest gump about it. Luckily, Candace and Darek were there to make me laugh.
I got several phone calls today. You guys seem to like to call me while I am in class. Anyway, the voice mails you guys send are fantastic.
Liz's messages almost always start with the sweet greeting: "HEY ASSHOLE!"
Kate's messages always involve her telling me that I am her invisible friend because she always gets my voicemail. Then she calls me a weasel, tells me that she hates me, then quickly takes it back and tells me she loves me. (I wuv ya too cake!)
My brother always leaves me some stupid messages that go a little something like this: "JEN, call me back. JEN, call me back. JEN,you smell. JEN, call me back."
The rest are too vile to mention.
Two of my cousins and several friends are all getting or have gotten married these days.
I'm in no hurry to get married AT ALL.
But I've concluded that when I do get married, I have to marry someone that can match me in affection (which is probably why I will never get married bc I am never fully satisfied.) This is not a random notion, there's a reason why this crossed my mind, but I won't get into that.
However, let it be known that I am an affection ADDICT.
I love to be hugged and kissed and cuddled. I love to be told that I am loved and I love to know that someone is thinking about me. And you know, a simple phone call (even if it lasts 2 minutes) can tell a person that you are thinking about them.
(Lilly and I had a conversation about this today.)
I mean, I am pretty bad about the phone myself.
But to be honest with you, I hate talking on the phone unless I know that something of significance will be talked about.
There's nothing more annoying than being on the phone with a jack ass that has nothing to say, or worse, a jack ass that has jack ass things to say.
But anyway, I digress.
Point is, I'm romantic like no one else is and I have a bone to pick with our Creator bc of that.
Man- screw it, I'm tired of being a sappy moron with the stupid rose-colored glasses. I'm gonna take those glasses off because they always disappoint me and I probably look like a dumb-ass wearing them. lol...all metaphorical about it. But if you're reading this, I'm sure you're smart enough to have caught that.
Well, without further delay, here are the QOTDs
QOTD
"You could try occasionally returning a phone call you taco chompin' mother fucker!" -Liz (love that girl.)
"That way you can get home and do the 'as soon as you get home stuff '- you know, eat, take a dump, whatever." -David O.(we were deciding on a time to get together)
Now that I have taken a sort of vacation from "normal," I've come back home to things that are unchanged.
Today was such an irritating day. I almost cried in class because for the first time, I had NO clue what the hell was going on there. I usually have a decent idea, but today I was all forrest gump about it. Luckily, Candace and Darek were there to make me laugh.
I got several phone calls today. You guys seem to like to call me while I am in class. Anyway, the voice mails you guys send are fantastic.
Liz's messages almost always start with the sweet greeting: "HEY ASSHOLE!"
Kate's messages always involve her telling me that I am her invisible friend because she always gets my voicemail. Then she calls me a weasel, tells me that she hates me, then quickly takes it back and tells me she loves me. (I wuv ya too cake!)
My brother always leaves me some stupid messages that go a little something like this: "JEN, call me back. JEN, call me back. JEN,you smell. JEN, call me back."
The rest are too vile to mention.
Two of my cousins and several friends are all getting or have gotten married these days.
I'm in no hurry to get married AT ALL.
But I've concluded that when I do get married, I have to marry someone that can match me in affection (which is probably why I will never get married bc I am never fully satisfied.) This is not a random notion, there's a reason why this crossed my mind, but I won't get into that.
However, let it be known that I am an affection ADDICT.
I love to be hugged and kissed and cuddled. I love to be told that I am loved and I love to know that someone is thinking about me. And you know, a simple phone call (even if it lasts 2 minutes) can tell a person that you are thinking about them.
(Lilly and I had a conversation about this today.)
I mean, I am pretty bad about the phone myself.
But to be honest with you, I hate talking on the phone unless I know that something of significance will be talked about.
There's nothing more annoying than being on the phone with a jack ass that has nothing to say, or worse, a jack ass that has jack ass things to say.
But anyway, I digress.
Point is, I'm romantic like no one else is and I have a bone to pick with our Creator bc of that.
Man- screw it, I'm tired of being a sappy moron with the stupid rose-colored glasses. I'm gonna take those glasses off because they always disappoint me and I probably look like a dumb-ass wearing them. lol...all metaphorical about it. But if you're reading this, I'm sure you're smart enough to have caught that.
Well, without further delay, here are the QOTDs
QOTD
"You could try occasionally returning a phone call you taco chompin' mother fucker!" -Liz (love that girl.)
"That way you can get home and do the 'as soon as you get home stuff '- you know, eat, take a dump, whatever." -David O.(we were deciding on a time to get together)
posted by LoveisLife4Nen at 11:20 PM
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