Had the best damn chili ever, with the best of buds, Karen, John, Linden and me. We watched Survivor and laughed our asses off. Best part of the night was who had taken the biggest shit ever, and Karen won hands down.

TGIF, people, TGIF.

However, I will be going to a wake tomorrow night, then have dinner with Ritz.

See you soon.

Happy belated hump day, people. I've been busy at the office the last couple days. Pissed off that it's so friggen cold, and we're about to get more snow. I haven't really been able to fall asleep at night, in fact, last night I think I fell asleep around 3 AM.

I'm going to turn 28 soon. It seems like yesterday I was the twenty-two year old who moved to Boston on a whim. Geez, that was six and a half years ago. Man, what to do next?

I feel my body changing, especially my looks. It feels odd. You know, I found a really small varicose vein on the back of my right calf. YUCK. I look like my mother in her college graduation picture. I like it.

I have no clean laundry and though my plan for this night was to come home from work early, to do laundry, I waited 'till just a few minutes ago to put a load in, and it's only what I'll be wearing for tomorrow. There are dishes strewn about the kitchen, no forks left, just spoons, and I'm okay with it. 'I'll get to it tomorrow.'

I'm going to turn 28, treat me nice.

"No offense Emma but...I make more money than you so I CAN afford to pay five hundred a month for a car..."

Totally taken aback from that comment, I now have my retort:

"OH YEAH?!? IF YOU MAKE SO MUCH MORE MONEY THAN ME, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU ALWAYS EAT OFF MY GAWD DAMN PLATE WHEN WE DINE OUT?!? YOU EVEN DRINK MY MILK...MY MILK FOR CHRISSAKES"

Sorry. I am getting carried away. What actually happened was I giggled in disbelief...and I proceeded to tell her that even people who have more money than her know better than to pay $500 a month...for a car that's not even on the most wanted list for carjacking.

What you have just read was an encounter I had with a friend, whom I've allowed to be my friend regardless of how she's treated me in the past...

We were having a conversation on monthly bills and expenses to which she divulged information on her car payments. My response was, "OooOOh, I refuse to pay 500 a month in car payments." I don't think she realized that I COULD, I just refuse to. No one should ever WANT to pay or HAVE to pay more than 330 in car payments unless they are super filthy rich or they have bad credit. RIGHT? Or is that just my thing.

I am still fuming over the untactful representation she made of herself. I'll get over it, I suppose.

I'M GOING TO BED.

I have a head ache towards the back of my head. Woke up today at noon, ate some eggo waffles, went back to sleep and woke up around 4. I decided I wanted to make spaghetti and meat sauce from scratch so I took a shower and went to the grocery store. That was the most activity I had today and boy did I make too much sauce.

This weekend was alright, I took a coworker of mine to see Heathers apartment. She absolutely adored the apartment and I hope she decides to take it. I know it'd make everyone breath a little easier. After an hour and a half of conversation with her and possibly her new roomate, I went home and CLEANED my apartment. It was such a mess. I mopped the floor, did a lot of dusting. I put things back into order and now I feel better. I won't have to come home to a disheveled house, until Sean decideds to mess it up again...which he did. When I woke up this morning, I guess he thought me moving his boots into the sun room was inappropiate, so he threw them back into the middle of the livingroom where they were before...he also took the office chair that I put into his office because there was no place in the living room for it, and he put it back into the living room...For what reason? I don't know. He also was upset with me this morning, and I do not know why...He got up to leave and when I asked him where he was going, he said, "out" and that was it. I decided I didn't wanna play his stupid mind game so I left it at that.

This would be a time when I'd wish that handsome corrections officer would ask me out for some coffee cause maybe, just maybe, I might say yes.