So tonight was interesting. And I’m fucking tired. So that’s why I’m using my Microsoft word to edit all my posts today. Well today was a pretty good day. Chris dropped over to watch the Angels beat the Twins. Yaaaa angels. and max called while he was on his way home from work out in Temecula BFE to say hello. He was kidding around about how I’ve been making plans with my “guy friends.” “Today I’ll hang with Chris, tomorrow will be max, and Sunday I’ll be at the baseball game to find some more fish. And Monday I have school, and Tuesday I don’t have plans. LOL” now I’m not that bad max! LOL I’m a good girl really. LOL. The horns are just there to hold up the hallo.

And Chris told me a little spooky story. He said that the house that he used to live in was haunted. There was a ghost that they never saw, but Chris did sense it’s presents once. And the ghost would open and close doors and cupboards. Once it closed a door so loud that it scared them, and another time the ghost locked Chris’ room. He swears that this really happened and that if I wanted I could go and sleep over at that place – he’s sure his ex-roommate won’t mind, to see for myself. He won’t participate of course cause I’d stay in one of the rooms that didn’t have furniture, when he “has a nice place of [his] own with furniture.” Heeeeey. Maybe that can be my Halloween night. Spending the night at a real haunted house. hmm. Umm. Who knows?

12 Hot Halloween Costumes
-- and What They Say about You
By Sherry Amatenstein
Will your Halloween night be about tricks or treats this year? Depends on the kind of person you are -- and what kind of costume you wear. From Madonna to Minnie (think Mouse, not Driver), what you choose to wear on the boo-filled night reveals a lot more than you might realize. Find out what your costume style says about you right here:
COSTUMES for ONE
1. Fairy-Tale Character
Tinker Bell, Glinda the Good Witch, Angel...
2. Heroic Figure
Clara Barton, Mother Theresa...
3. Sex Symbol
Marilyn Monroe, Playboy Bunny, Las Vegas Showgirl...
4. Historical Figure
Marie Antoinette, Queen Elizabeth...
5. Fortune Teller
6. Clown, Comedienne or Gender-Role Switch

COSTUMES for TWO
1. Matching Pair
Two Hershey’s Kisses, The Bride and Frankenstein, a Nurse and Doctor...
2. Old-Fashioned Glamour Couple
Bogie and Bacall, Gable and Lombard...
3. Two Superheros
Superman and Wonder Woman, Batman and Cat Woman...
4. Physically Motivated Characters
Tarzan and Jane, Bonnie and Clyde...
5. Campy Cartoon Figures
Marge and Homer Simpson, Boris and Natasha...
6. Dominatrix and a Man on a Leashcorrectly.

thank you sherry and ivillage.com for clarifying this. really. thank you. i wouldn't have known how to use my creative juices correclty. sheehs.

Hmm actually I don’t know what I’m going to be doing this Halloween. Maybe go out with my friends like I did last year. But I got into so much trouble when I did that. Hmm. Maybe… wonder what my sisters are doing this Halloween. Hmmm.

Btw believe it or not the profile pic here...

Is from the transporter. Now that pics scary. *gasp* are they doing a homo porn video there. damn, now why can't they show more pics of these. LOL. Which if you haven't noticed... pics that are scary or somewhat strange has been my October fetish lately. LOL

So the person that I saw the other day was my neighbor, heather. She’s a sweet Mormon girl wasting her life away at Chaffey College (like what I did my first 3 or so years at chaffer, but I was partying like crazy so there’s a difference between partying and not sure what you’re going to be doing in your future, but that’s ok cause heather’s about 20 YO). And her friends were an umm…. Well… they were umm… interestingly weird.
And the funny part is that Kenny (one of heather's friends) thought that I was Mormon. That was his first impression of me cause heather’s Mormon. But when he saw me holding a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other, he thought that I must be a VERY laid back Mormon. LOL. But the rest of the night was mellowed out, except when little youngster Ricky decided to start a fight with a drunk ass that was going on and on about God. *rolls eyes* drunks. shesh. LOL

and then i had a realllly weird dream last night...

The Dream:
It was one of those dreams of where i'm camping and vacationing out of state with my family and friends. Well those are always weird, but this one was really weird, because this guy friend and I are driving on this dirt road. It's a black dodge truck, good suspension, and pick-up, etc. Anyways. So we're lost and thinking that this road would take us back to our camp. Well the further we drove down this dirt road, the more weird shit started happening: like we would hear alien-like things, or whatever. Then the dirt road forms into this perfect tunnel. It has lighting on the sides and perfect road, ect. Well the further we drove into this tunnel the more the lights start to change from red to green to a sudden flashing white. And ahead of us we don't know what's there, but somethings blocking us. So my guy friend gets out the car for a look-see, and I open the passenger door to hear these weird sounds. Then we both hear alien voices.  So I get back in the car, but I had to scoot over because the guy gets into the passenger side. So I turn the car around and start flooring it. Which is weird btw cause I don't have a license to drive, let alone know how to drive a stick-shift. well as we're driving back I must have turned or did something because I found our street that the guy friend was looking for.

so that's the dream. And no I do not need to seek psychiatric treatment. I swear. LOL
cheers

PS can someone please give me a NORMAL dream. just once. pleeeaaaase.

went to class today. then out with my buddies. then i went to the gym for about 45 minutes. my hulk hogan wanna-be was there... looks just like him head to toe. scary stuff. *shakes head* some people. *sigh*
oh and i ran my mile in 10:05:79. not bad cause i ate a big dinner and a mixed alcaholic drink. it was yummy. went to The Islands restaraunt.. if anybody knows what that is. got an achor drink. and a northshore taco. yummy.
oh and regarding school. i'm finished with all my big class projucts so now i get that little short vacation time. oh damn. i have to go see my recruiter tomorrow as today (10/9) was our DEP meeting. damn the man. well haha to them cause i haven't been studying my navy stuff - too busy, so tomorrow's gonna be a waste of time. LOL

I was reading an interesting analysis the other day. It was on Emily Prager’s ‘Our Barbies, Ourselves’ in which she gave some very good questions, and insight. Her first thing was how she now understood why Barbie looks they way she does, because a man, Jack Ryan made her. And no wonder this doll was over proportioned and “could be a regular guest on The Howard Stern Show.”
And then there’s this comment: “And like many others of my generation, I’ve never married, simply because I cannot find a man who looks as good in clam diggers as Ken.”
But the part that I loved the most was when she started to talk about Barbie’s sexuality. How she was both sexual, and totemic. But yet, Ken didn't have any sexuality, except his muscles. “How do they think I felt, knowing that no matter how many water beds they slept in, or hot tubs they romped in, or swimming pools they lounged by under the stars, Barbie and Ken could never make love? No matter how much sexuality Barbie possessed, she would never turn Ken on. He would be forever withholding, forever detached. There was a loneliness about Barbie’s situation that was always disturbing.”

There is a mystic and wonder to this. Back when my barbies weren’t hand me downs with hair falling out and body parts missing, I once played with them in sexually tantalizing ways. Haven’t we all? But Ken could never participate in these pleasures because of his missing body parts.

something to remember for signs of when i've gotten older... http://www.whoohoo.net/grownup/index.htm i already have checked a couple of them. very sad. gonna cry now.

So what the feck. this is what happens when i analyze things...
where does the money that jon, dan and marc reseive from xanga premiums. do they pocket the money? or do they work their asses off in giving more things for the premiums so that they so richly deserve? and if they do do that. how come the only things that have changed is xangazon?? wtf.

i had a very weird dream last night. dreamt that i was at an airport. no EVERYONE was at that airport. not just me. anyway. there's planes landing freakin almost every 5 seconds. and i'll occassionally go lay down at the very start of the run way where there's this divider that i'd lay against (as well as the floor). and so i can see the planes right over just before they land. and i'm the only SOB crazy person that would lay there.
then i'm in this grocery store with cameron diaz who's acting like a little miss prissy. she bought like 10 LBS of M&M chocolates and expecting me to carry them. i was telling her to go screw herself, and that she's missing out on all the other better food that's around - like rock candy and stuff. ya know what, we mightof been at that candy shop oh what's it called... feck can't remember.
weird. and i'm not into cameron (sure she's a great actress in there's something about mary) but it took me a while to remember her name. kinda got her name confused with uma therman. oops. LOL
cheers

And I need a little break to myself. Not much. Just a little. Wonder if that’ll happen. Cause I’m too addicted to this computer to have a full break. hmmm...
oh and mum's making my sister's and my plans for this weekend.
"lisa would want to go to the angel's game on friday, sonya would go on saturday and you can go on sunday. unless the angel's win in four games, then there will be no game on sunday cause it'll be off to the world series."
damn my luck.

Miss M was right. I would somehow pull a hat trick for the paper and the poster due today. I did it. It was very rushed for both of the assignments but I did it. very happy now. very awesome. Now if only I can get to class on time today.

And I called my recruiter telling him that I won’t be able to ditch class this Wednesday which is actually the truth cause I’ve been tardy and absent too much for my taste lately. So he said reluctantly that I could come in on Thursday, and that he’ll call me Thursday to tell me what time. LOL aww damn the man. I love making things difficult.

IRONIC
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
Chorus:
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well, isn't this nice." And isn't it ironic ... don't you think?
Repeat Chorus:
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's ok and everythings going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think evertyhing's gone wrong and everthing blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late
And a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus:
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny way of helping you out
helping you out

So Alanis Morsette’s Ironic was the song that I sang during karaoke last night at the Baldy Brewery. It was pretty kewl, and I did a descent job compared to the other people that were there. Although one guy sang a mad Deftone’s song.
And I spent most of the night talking to sherry and eddie about the navy. Eddie’s a recruiter and his wife sherry just got back from boot camp (reservists only have to be in boot camp for 2 ½ weeks – sherry tips her hate off to me for going almost 10 weeks). Eddie says that I CAN change my job before I go to boot camp contrary to what my recruiter told me. So Eddie gave me his “recruiter pin” so that I can “go to my recruiter and tell him that my cousin’s in the navy and is a recruiter. And oh, he gave me this. And my recruiter will say ‘so, what was that about you wanting to change your job?’” I’m not sure if I want to do that, mom says that I shouldn’t lie to the military as it’ll get me into a hole, and max says that if my recruiter’s not helping me, and lying to me than I should just go and lie back for the interests of my future. so now I’m confused. What to do. Shit!

Then as I was walking past 2^nd avenue ale house, this one kid (oops), I mean 21 year old was outside drinking a drink. He gave it to me, and sweat guy gave me a ride home. such a silly night last night, and even though I was tired I did not want to stay home. So I went out. damn the man I need my license. Damn the DMV to hell. Damn the man.

And on Thursday I saw an old friend of mine. Becca. Now her and Kim Noren, I tip my hat to cause they’re awesome. Becca’s 24 and has a 5 year old son who she’s raised by herself since he was born. Christopher (her son) has to have his blood cleaned or something once a month, and other medical procedures. She’s paid for all of it for 5 years. Medi-cal only takes people with his condition through the ages of 5 and 16. so she’s applying her son for medi-cal now. Kim Noren for the past 6 or so years has been raising her 6 kids by herself (husband divorced her about that time and only chose monthly custody visits, and isn’t that carrying for Kirk). Eric’s about 25, Sarah I think is about 22 or so, Kyle’s Lisa’s age, Neal is 15, Kirk is 13 (has down syndrome) and Joey’s 12. I think. Well when I babysat for her younger kids about 6 years ago she was working 3 jobs, and still found time to be with her kids. Not as much as they liked, which has changed now. Now she’s working two good jobs, each giving her plenty of time to spend with her kids.

Anyway, Thursday night, while becca and I were leaving peppers the conversation with a couple of people were quite interesting. Which was “shaving your pubic hairs is the bomb.” Very interesting. This entire week has been a non-stop carousel sexual week. Oh-la-la.

GAH Orlando just called at 11:52pm tonight. Wtf. I did ask him to call but he calls me this late at night talking all weird and shit. Wtf. and not only that but he asked me if I wanted to come over to his pad. And then he asks if I smoke weed. Then he says that he’s had 3 beers. Then he starts calling me this weird name that he says that I’m supposed to be called cause I’m not a Recrute, but a Pool-een or something or other. Then heasks if i want to go out and do something. And I’m too fuckin tired, and not dressed, and I’ve got hat hair. So ya right, like my little hat hair, notre dame sweetshirt and me are gonna go out at midnight. Pshhh. so he suggested going for pizza sometime later. And so i told him "uhh, ya. so what about your girlfriend." And he’s got the galls to tell me that he can have "friends." So whatever. Told him that pizza would be good – hopefully he won’t call so late. And we said our farewells, until next time, etc. very confusing week with these guys let me tell ya.

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