Goodby Carly...you'll be missed, at least until Neil Diamond shows up.

I've started and restarted a new post about a million times in the last week and a half.
something always comes up...someone walks in the door, I fall asleep sitting up, i'm not feeling all that entertaining, an episode of scrubs comes on. Life is busy here people.

the high note of the past few days has been only this. I shaved half of one of my eye brows off. Accidents happen and I now I look like a fucking exclamation point when I tilt my head to the side. Luckily my eyebrows grown like wildflowers and I work at a Shaw's, so no one asks any questions when you look like an asshole. Lucky, lucky, lucky me.

This weekend was pretty off the chain. I got to chill with some of the sweetest people in the world. Thankfully Alex's new girlfriend was so fucking awesome I could kick a dog in the face I'm so pumped I met her, Jamie didn't sneak in my apartment at any point and scare the shit out of me, and Margot remembered her Wii.
Highlights include the following...
!.) Sharing a smoke with Margs at the actual sight of the Da na na na na.
2.) Drunkie Hope-nuski
3.) American Idol karaoke. Not that I'm tryin to brag but I earned a Diomond Record and I was %100 awesome. I was all up in the American Idol Wii scene like David Cook....Gynie Cook, there's a ring to that. Rolls off the tongue.
4.) Delicious meat, corn, and potatoes on a picnic blanket.
5.) The New Yorker Game....I started strong but Jamie came back with a vengence. Bastard.
6.) Chattin with Margs, Alex, and Tempest at the bar but staying exclusively on the porch.
7.) Trip to P-Diddy!
8.) Warm Warm weather.
9.) Coffee with Kate and Margs.
10.) Reminising about how cool we used to be.

The only downfall of the entire weeken was unlike most of my friends I did not spend the majority of my days drinking beer in the sunshine. Instead I spent a good part of the time working or worrying about work or driving to work or hating my life because of work. I hung out in the moments in between but looking back they were only fucking moments. I was not in it to win it. I was in it to get to bed at a reasonable hour so I didn't spend the next day dry heaving into my cakes. This month I've made a grand total of -$35.........
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this is a really special time....
Here's to you God, I've never felt more like a complete failure, ignorant virgin, or woman about to lose her mind if June doesn't get here a little sooner.
Someone burn that damn grocery store down. I'll pay you -$35.