I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. ~Jack Kerouac

Yesterday at work I was asked the most random question by Red (aka Rhed....he's down with the silent H):

If you were a type of shirt, would you be -
a. A long sleeved shirt
b. A short sleeved shirt
c. A sleeveless shirt
d. A wife-beater

You would have to know about my relationship to Sheila to understand the humor behind it. But I found it hilarious (obviously, otherwise why would I be sharing it?)

as of today I have health insurance. I am throwing a party. I am going to get my back fixed. I was up a dollar playing cards at my grandma's today, but then I lost it all. Those quarters would have done me a load of laundry. I need to balance my checkbook, desperately. Everytime I go out drinking I come home with a few unexplainable bruises. I don't like it. I'm really excited to get my hair cut by Crystal. I bought this strawberry lotion that smells so good sometimes I want to lick it. But I think that would just produce bad results. I can't wait for this semester to be over. I just can't wait. I am so excited about being able to go to the doctor. I know it's a strange thing to get excited over, but I am estatic. I haven't taken out my contacts in a couple days. I have no clean clothes. The last couple days I have just been pulling clothes off my floor that look clean enough to wear to work a second (or, knowing me, a third) time around. I am not going to buy beads for a LONG time. That's what I decided this week. My brother is going to help me build a website to sell my jewelry. I'm drinking hot cocoa. I should be doing some homework, or something other than nothing. I don't particularily like how much gas costs. I know its my own fault I drive 20 miles to work five or six times a week; but still, I go through a lot of gas. My armpit itches. I'll leave you with that thought.

We have neighbors; they have kids. I'm writing a paper that was due yesterday. Ask me what time I went to bed Sunday night. Oh, Let's see, not until about 1130 on MONDAY night. That's right. Too much goddamn homework. And then there's the whole working full time thing added in there. I'm supposed to finish this paper so the woman and I can watch a movie, but I am (sort of) stalling because I am so sick of being intellectual. You wouldn't even know. There's a new bead store in Oshkosh that Jenny discovered today, so of course I had to stop there post-work. For some reason, I actually had some money left from this last paycheck I got. Well, not anymore. But I got some sweetass beads. I am so excited, allthough with the way things are going, it will be the end of the semester before I even get around to touching my beads again. I am so sick of school. Sweet Jesus. I got lost today in Oshkosh. It's kinda embarrassing, since I've lived here for 2 years and it aint that big of a city. But I totally got lost. Let's just say it took me about 20 minutes to figure out where I was. My change jar is full. I'm saving up to buy a boat.

In two weekends I have a weekend off! I have no idea what I am going to do yet; probably just homework, make some jewelry, and go out drinking - what's new? I want to go to the beach. I just put on lotion and then stuck my finger in my eye. Bad idea. I had to unscrew a sensor tag remover at work today and switch it out with a different one. I screwed under the counter. Imagine how many inappropriate jokes took off from there. I've been bad lately with my immatureness at work. There are so many dirty things that can be said inside a sporting goods store. Trust me, you don't even know. 

I should be working on my paper, but I ate too much chocolate and I have a bellyache. Bad idea. Plus I don't have class until six and it's only noon-thirty. All I have done this week is work and homework. I can't wait until after Monday when I turn in the rest of the stuff I am working on. Supposedly, the senile man from the Oshkosh Sanitation Service thinks he left a pipe wrench here. But we can't find it. I just gave myself freckles with a brown sharpie. I couldn't fall asleep last night because my feet were painfully numb. My Grandpa is in the hospital. I'm not wearing any pants. My mom always says the strangest things, here's a new one - "She wouldn't even give you a button from a snowman kit!" I slept through the end of Wyatt Earp yesterday. I've had enough cowboys and Indians for the semester.

Yesterday, I needed to get my car around Jenny's and out of the driveway, but there was a truck parked in the neighbor's driveway. I'm assuming it was the neighbor's landlord because he was doing the type of work outside that Jerry comes over and does. So my plan was to angle my car around Jenny's, taking out the minature half-dead evergreen tree, and driving over our lawn to get to the road. But it was too sharp of an angle and I would have hit either the other guy's truck or Jenny's car instead of the tree. So I had to be civil and move Jenny's car.

I lost the bead in my earring WEEKS ago at work. Last night, at close, I was cleaning up with Sheila, when something silver caught my eye. Yup, it was the bead I lost, just chillin on the ground. It was sweet.

What is the Appleton phone number for the time lady? I called 731-1234 at like 4 am this weekend, because Sheila and I wanted to know what time it was. I got some random voicemail. I could have sworn that was the number for the time lady though. Maybe I should have left a message.

 

I don't know why I look scared in this last picture and I don't know what me and Juliane are doing in the one before that..... 

I'm really not that much taller than Jenny, I am wearing heels. They are shiny.