[Edit 7.4.07]: Crestfallen Summer 2007 is now here! It took me at least a week (I lost count after 3 days) to code. I am aware of the uneven borders at the end. I plan to fix that eventually. But other than that…yea. [/Edit 7.4.07]
I haven’t done a completely random blog in ages, so here is one.
So let’s see…nothing much has gone on for a while. I’m still single, and Fucking Gorgeous has made like a tree and left. I really miss him. I really do. I really don’t think that there was any guy who made me feel the way he did. I don’t know if there ever will be, but hey…can’t fix that one.
My mom finally met the rest of the gang that I hang out with every day on Saturday. Just as I suspected, my mom actually liked them. They came over to my house for a barbeque/birthday party, and we played Spades (of course, we’re the Dysfunctional Spades Players), and we taught my nieces how to play Blackjack. Note to self: do not teach a 7-year-old Blackjack. They’ll kick your ass without even trying. Good times, I tell you.
I realize why summer is the hardest time for me when it comes to losing weight. Give me barbequed chicken, and I will be one happy camper, especially around July 4th. I just need to get over the bbq barrier, and I’ll be all right. Even chocolate isn’t ingested as often as usual. Today was probably the first time in about a week since I’ve had it. I couldn’t go days without it before. I replace that with ice for some reason.
I’m considering moving to Alaska for just the summer. Last week, it was like 90 degrees for days on end. Then there was a big-ass thunderstorm that scared me literally shitless; I’m usually feeling safer in my basement, but it was that bad that I didn’t even step foot down there. There were tree branches down and everything. That hobag Mother Nature! I swear it; if this is any indication of what’s to come this month and next month (especially next month), then I’m moving to a brick-ass cold climate. That’s not like me to say, but the heat is unbearable, especially when you can strip down to your drawers and still feel hotter than a cold day in Hell.
I’m done. Random blogs don’t seem right to me…not now anyway. Eh, I’ll get over it. Laters, gators.