Like all the good things, I ain't never comin' back!
Woot. I FINALLY got my ATM card for my new bank account. Hooray for being able to access my money! Woot.
I have bad days lately.. But today wasn't oneof those day. Today was a good day. I got a lot done at work, and I organized all the extra office supplies above Jan's desk, and I got a whole lot of stuff ready for a big project that I'm going to be working on later this week or next week.. And I started moving files to the new set of shelves....and cut my finger pretty badly. hehe Don't you love when you cut yourself and dont' realize it until you look down and see blood everywhere? Yeah, that's kinda fun. After work, my mom and I ate at KFC. hehe, it was so silly. We ended up having to wait forever, because the chicken breasts were cooking and all, but we had a lot of fun just being silly. Some ladies from church are coming over tonight for a meeting with my mom, and I'm probably gonna take the car and just go driving, which is something I've been looking forward to for a long time. I need a driving buddy. Someone who I can just pick up when I'm in these moods, and just have them with me, not having to talk or anything. Just cruising, listening to the radio, with no pretenses and no worries and no awkwardness, and without me feeling like I need to make conversation. I wish Laura or Matt were here. Course, I don't think Laura would like the roads I'd go driving on, and I don't think Matt would be too happy about the music I'd be listening to on the radio. silly Matt with his heavy metal music. He's leaving pretty soon, for two years. It's a good thing Laura isn't leaving for two years, and that none of the other Chix are leaving either. Or else I'd be all alone! And that would be tres sad.
Anyway. I've decided I owe an apology to all two or three people who may read my blog every now and then. I say a lot of things in here that I don't really mean, and a lot of really depressing things, and although I know that it's my prerogative to write whatever the heck I feel like, I feel guilty that I subject others to the idiotic angst that is sometimes quite proliferate here. Take this as a disclaimer, if you will.
And on that note, I shall leave you with some lyrics from an exciting, self-uplifting song by Montgomery Gentry.
This ain't no give it time, "I'm hurt, but maybe we can work it out"
Won't be no champagne, red rose, romance, second chance
This is gone, gone, gone..
Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday
Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang
Gone like a '59 Cadillac
Like all the good things that ain't never coming back
She's gone, gone, gone
She's gone!
Long gone, done me wrong
Never comin' back, my baby's gone
Lonely at home, sittin' all alone,
She's packed her bags and now she's gone
Never comin' back, she's gone
No no never, no no never, no never comin' back
My momma made cookies, and I am now the proud eater of a hot, fresh-baked chocolate chip cookie.
I have bad days lately.. But today wasn't oneof those day. Today was a good day. I got a lot done at work, and I organized all the extra office supplies above Jan's desk, and I got a whole lot of stuff ready for a big project that I'm going to be working on later this week or next week.. And I started moving files to the new set of shelves....and cut my finger pretty badly. hehe Don't you love when you cut yourself and dont' realize it until you look down and see blood everywhere? Yeah, that's kinda fun. After work, my mom and I ate at KFC. hehe, it was so silly. We ended up having to wait forever, because the chicken breasts were cooking and all, but we had a lot of fun just being silly. Some ladies from church are coming over tonight for a meeting with my mom, and I'm probably gonna take the car and just go driving, which is something I've been looking forward to for a long time. I need a driving buddy. Someone who I can just pick up when I'm in these moods, and just have them with me, not having to talk or anything. Just cruising, listening to the radio, with no pretenses and no worries and no awkwardness, and without me feeling like I need to make conversation. I wish Laura or Matt were here. Course, I don't think Laura would like the roads I'd go driving on, and I don't think Matt would be too happy about the music I'd be listening to on the radio. silly Matt with his heavy metal music. He's leaving pretty soon, for two years. It's a good thing Laura isn't leaving for two years, and that none of the other Chix are leaving either. Or else I'd be all alone! And that would be tres sad.
Anyway. I've decided I owe an apology to all two or three people who may read my blog every now and then. I say a lot of things in here that I don't really mean, and a lot of really depressing things, and although I know that it's my prerogative to write whatever the heck I feel like, I feel guilty that I subject others to the idiotic angst that is sometimes quite proliferate here. Take this as a disclaimer, if you will.
And on that note, I shall leave you with some lyrics from an exciting, self-uplifting song by Montgomery Gentry.
This ain't no give it time, "I'm hurt, but maybe we can work it out"
Won't be no champagne, red rose, romance, second chance
This is gone, gone, gone..
Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday
Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang
Gone like a '59 Cadillac
Like all the good things that ain't never coming back
She's gone, gone, gone
She's gone!
Long gone, done me wrong
Never comin' back, my baby's gone
Lonely at home, sittin' all alone,
She's packed her bags and now she's gone
Never comin' back, she's gone
No no never, no no never, no never comin' back
My momma made cookies, and I am now the proud eater of a hot, fresh-baked chocolate chip cookie.
posted by HollyAnn at 5:18 PM
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