oh happy day

(1) full 8 hrs of sleep. not uninterrupted, but still good.

(2) found the rest of a gallon of apple juice that i forgot about in the fridge. yum.

(3) went to the optometrist. got some new contacts, not too expensive, and my prescription didn't change (not more blind!)

(4) yummy peach scented soap

(5) payday

of course, i have to work tonight, so by the time i get home 10 hours from now i probably won't be as cheerful... but for now, i feel good.

out there...there's a world outside of yonkers

and all you see is where else you could be
when you're at home
there on the street are so many possibilities
to not be alone

um, tonight turned out to be a really nice night. the best i've had in a while i think. which is funny cuz there were a lot of times when i thought that was definitely not possible. maybe i should worry less. but maybe that's what makes me appreciate little things that otherwise wouldn't seem so special.

women's appreciation

ANGELA: "and when we get mad, you always ask us if we're on our periods."
MICHAEL: "i have to know whether you're serious or not."

i don't know about getting mad, but i do know that there's been a lot of crying around my apartment today and i'm gonna bet the next week or two won't be any better...

oh, and i got a fortune cookie today that told me to reevaluate my plans for the future...that's a little scary...

it's gettin' hot in here...

so leave the frickin' a/c on! crap! what is wrong with my roommates?! so, this morning i realized that i was starting to feel a bit clammy, but not the cold kind, the hot kind. so, i went into the living room and realized that, even though i posted a sign next to the thermostat that says, basically, "upon pain of death, do not turn this off, and please leave it set between 68-76 deg" (only lengthier and with more detailed explanation/reasoning why this should be done). is that really so hard? i personally prefer it around 70-72, but i stretched that a bit to make it easier, but sheesh! apparently that's just too much to ask, because when i came out it was off again and the temperature in the apartment was back on its way up in the 80s. do they not realize that our apartment is on the 3rd floor and it gets freaking hot up here? this is only one of the many roommate complaints, but recently the one which has been the most obvious. things being messy i can live with. i'll just go in my room...but if it's 85 inside all the time, this i cannot abide. argh!

okay...rant is over...

and maybe they're just trying to help me out...you know, "...so take off all your clothes" style. unfortunately i have to get the boys inside before that does any good...

you look like a victoria's secret kind of girl...

i do? well, that's what my friend bryan told me today. of course, the bag in my hand might have been a bit of a giveaway. if he hadn't been with his fiancée i might have taken that differently...haha!

story time

i am vaguely acquainted with a guy named paul. i could easily be better acquained with him, but for a variety of reasons i have specifically avoided this. let me tell you why...

so, a couple months ago amber brought this guy, paul, over to our apartment. shortly thereafter he became amber's NCMO buddy. she of course got a bit too attached. (she's a girl, so that's basically inevitable.) he then introduced her to another "friend" of his (= NCMO buddy). amber and this other girl got along pretty well, since they were both in the same situation. and then the three of them would hang out. that's weird for them. at my apartment. that's weird for me. and amber would talk to me about it all the time. she was all freaked out, for obvious reason, yet the whole thing was obviously dumb and pointless. then he started cuddling with andie. one night i came home to find all four of them at my apartment. andie asked me about a friend who was coming back to provo soon. and then paul told me that if i needed some practice before my friend got home that he'd be happy to help. i assured him that i didn't, and hightailed it outta there. amber freaked out later that night about him and andie, and finally admitted that paul was a punka$$ and showed surprising strength in deleting him from her phone, facebook, myspace, whatev. cutting off all contact. this didn't last very long of course b/c he still had her number, and knew her friends, etc.

in the meantime, andie, who has a really bad track record as far as getting mixed up with the most douchebaggy retarded guys available, started hanging out with paul even more.

so, i came home from work tonight to find paul, amber, and the other chick, in my apartment watching a movie. what the crap?!

and of course he's also "friends" with a girl i work with. not just any girl, but the most annoying, weird, and incapable chick in the joint.

for the first time in my life, i believe that jerry springer is real and not staged.

seriously, though...this guy is a total sleeze. he's got a whole harem full of the most insecure, vulnerable girls he can find. i'm surprised he hasn't moved down to southern utah and made it a more permanent arrangement.

even though i've managed to get myself into some less-than-perfect situations, it makes me feel good that i'm not desperate enough to take this loser up on his offer. not yet anyway...

angsty

angst: a profound and deep-seated spiritual condition of insecurity and despair.

as michael scott says, "wikipedia...is the best thing ever. anyone in the world can write anything they want about any subject, so you know you are getting the best possible information."

wikipedia: angst

i'm feeling angsty tonight.