ASSHOLE!
Someone is playing with my emotions and i do not appreciate it. Not one bit. I always look to see if the date has changed on this blog in the hopes that someone has blogged and i am obtain some knowledge with little effort. Or maybe just aviod listening to boring American Economy professors. So the date has changed, but no one wrote anything. SOMEONE IS FUCKING 
WITH ME! Buuuuuuuuut anyway- Tasha and i are going to the Matrix tonight. . . a place we have never gone because it is usually a 21 and up club. AHHHHH! I kinda actually don't want to go. I'd rather get crunked and hang out, but i'll go i guess. I just feel like a little immature girl when we go on 18 and up nights. Sigh. Oh well. I'll let you know how it goes. (DRUNK)---->
Dillema- not a major one, but a minor one, i do believe. Bladen, this guy i made out with when i was COMPLETELY tanked called me today. Here's the problem. He plays rugby. This guy that i have kiiiiinda been digging a little lately also plays rugby, so i don't really want the rugby team to think i am a "jersey hunter" or something. And Bladen isn't really my type, i don't think. On the phone he talked about his snowmobile and hunting or something. . . blah blah blah. Cool. And Jimmy, (the guy being a tad bit dug) is really funny, i haven't hung out with him much either, but i do intend to and want to. At least he makes me laugh if nothing else. So. . . how do i shoot this guy down and kinda avoid him? Toughie. But maybe it'll end up alright. Maybe Jimmy will fizzle out, or maybe Bladen will just fizzle. . . who knows. We'll see.
Tasha and i went to figure skate last night on the open ice and the hockey team was there. HAAHAHAHAHAHA. Tasha is a borderline jersey hunter and has just about all of them on her facebook whether she talks to them or not. Love it. She means well though. . . :-)
Whoever did the pretend blog thing- i dislike you right now. It is so cold here. We have too much snow. Did you know that they actually take huge truckloads of snow and dump them into Lake Superior to get rid of it? Kinda funny, right? Do what you gotta! I'll be home in approximately 180 hours. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEET. Needed it!
WITH ME! Buuuuuuuuut anyway- Tasha and i are going to the Matrix tonight. . . a place we have never gone because it is usually a 21 and up club. AHHHHH! I kinda actually don't want to go. I'd rather get crunked and hang out, but i'll go i guess. I just feel like a little immature girl when we go on 18 and up nights. Sigh. Oh well. I'll let you know how it goes. (DRUNK)---->Dillema- not a major one, but a minor one, i do believe. Bladen, this guy i made out with when i was COMPLETELY tanked called me today. Here's the problem. He plays rugby. This guy that i have kiiiiinda been digging a little lately also plays rugby, so i don't really want the rugby team to think i am a "jersey hunter" or something. And Bladen isn't really my type, i don't think. On the phone he talked about his snowmobile and hunting or something. . . blah blah blah. Cool. And Jimmy, (the guy being a tad bit dug) is really funny, i haven't hung out with him much either, but i do intend to and want to. At least he makes me laugh if nothing else. So. . . how do i shoot this guy down and kinda avoid him? Toughie. But maybe it'll end up alright. Maybe Jimmy will fizzle out, or maybe Bladen will just fizzle. . . who knows. We'll see.
Tasha and i went to figure skate last night on the open ice and the hockey team was there. HAAHAHAHAHAHA. Tasha is a borderline jersey hunter and has just about all of them on her facebook whether she talks to them or not. Love it. She means well though. . . :-)
Whoever did the pretend blog thing- i dislike you right now. It is so cold here. We have too much snow. Did you know that they actually take huge truckloads of snow and dump them into Lake Superior to get rid of it? Kinda funny, right? Do what you gotta! I'll be home in approximately 180 hours. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEET. Needed it!
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