So I have had a wild weekend, well, wild by my standards. I’ve fallen in love and had my heart broken. I’ve found a new side to myself and now find myself staring down a road I’ve never traveled before.
Thursday night: After I finished cleaning the store I texted my cousin to make sure we were still on for “Last House on the Left” and “Miss March” for Friday… we weren’t. Instead she had bailed on me because her friend Christy wanted to hang out but I can chill with them at her friend Amber’s. -_- pass…
Friday: I went to work that morning completely miserable because I had switched schedules with a coworker just so I could go to the movies; instead I was going home after work for a family birthday party. -_- I got there and found my cousin was coming for the party too. Confusing but okay. I come home to a huge box in the mail. I open it to find “Local” by Brian Wood. It is huge. Cazzie (my cousin) showed up and soon fell asleep on the couch. Grr. Now I’m bored with my family and they’re taking forever with the lasagna. I watch a House marathon to entertain me. Cazzie wakes up at 7, eats a salad, and decides to leave. Although I’m not the biggest fan of her friend I cannot stand to sit in the pit of dispare for another second. I decide to go with her and meet her at Wal-Mart. She’s taking for ever and I feel a slight chill so I run inside to by a jacket. 7 bucks and it’s awesome. I go to the self-checkout because it had the shortest line. Now every time I go into my local Wal-Mart I keep my eyes peeled for the love of my life. She’s a cashier and she usually only works late at night. When I see my God my breath escapes me and I turn bright red. I didn’t see her so I figured I was in the clear. Well, I pick a line and look up and she’s right in front of me. Exact quote, “Oh, Crap.” I was looking right at her too. And she was looking at me. I put my head down. I could feel the heat boiling out of my shirt. I couldn’t get the touch pad thing to work so the guy behind me had to help so I was royaly embarrassed by the time I left. I walked away whimpering, biting my index finger, and knowing she heard me and probably thinks I hate her since I avoid her like the plague because I become a moron when I try to speak to her. My cousin, two of her friends, and me head for Dothan. She’s going to get a new tattoo and apparently she’s decided I’m getting one too. HA! My mom would murder me. They dare me to take a shot of Vodka (I don’t drink) I do it anyway. We then stop in at Flying J where I met Flying J Girl. She could be Morgan Webb’s little sister. I was smitten. (Note Vodka makes me fall in love… with everyone). I was standing infront of her mildly uninhibbited babbling about how pretty she was. Luckly I waited until we were outside to say, “I want her.” Cazzie then convinced me to go shave my vag so I could get a sweet vag tat. I did so she’d leave me alone. There was only one tattoo I was considering and I was not gonna spend any money on it tonight. Christy offered to get Flying J Girl’s number for me. She didn’t thank God. We went to the All or Nothing Tattoos and Cazzie became nervous almost begging me to get one too. She even offered to pay. That’s when I met Tattoo Girl. She had the best personality ever and she wanted to tattoo me bad. I almost got the Wonder Woman symbol just so she could. She decided it wouldn’t come out right so we decided it would be a bad idea. (I was sad). Then my cousin brought up the Chicken Feet tat that we were gonna get on V-Day. Oh, shit. “That is so awesome. It’s hard to get me to touch a foot but I would so give you chicken feet,” she said looking right at me. I love you… you will be mine. I decided I would get the tattoo. We paid for them and before we could get in the chairs someone else came in and stole Tattoo Girl away from me. Sigh. Now I’m stuck. Some beefy dude did it instead but she kept calling me a pretty girl. YOU CAN’T DO THAT! I climbed out of the chair after the deed was done (didn’t flinch and it barely hurt. I am a BEAST!). She then told me it was awesome and cute. As Cazzie crawled into the chair I turned to Christy and Ashlye and mouthed, “I want her so bad,” and bounced up and down on my toes. We left for Marianna with a giant bottle of Vodka and headed for Amber’s place where they smoked and I swallowed my vodka and orange juice and watched Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. I drove home completely sober. I AM A BEAST!!!
Saturday: I went to work excited to show off my new ink and see my ex for some somethin-somethin. Grr. He tells me to come over right after work cause he has to work. I can’t I have to get ready. Then I shouldn’t come at all. You’re a douche. As I leave my job I don’t notice someone walking next to me. I get in my car and look around to back out. AHHH! Wal-Mart girl sabotage! Again our eyes meet. My mouth drops open and she scowels. Oh, yeah. She hates me. She started walking back to Wal-Mart and I was so close to pulling over and being like, “Hey, you need a ride?” but I figured that would be creepy so I followed her instead. Yes, I thought giving her a ride would be creepy but following her perfectl normal. **Shakes head** I get home, pack, and head for Tallahassee. Sure he’s a douche but he’s great in bed. I stop in at Sami and Alex’s for a bit because Chris is at work and I need to kill time. They have to leave. What now? I decided to go to the mall and read at Barnes & Noble but instead I go into watch “Watchmen” by myself instead. Yes, I know, that’s sad but the movie was fucking awesome! I go to Christopher’s place and do the naughty and think of Tattoo Girl.
Sunday: What a horrible day. I text my lesbian friend who has been trying to get me to come over to girly side for months and tell her I’ve decided to take a chance. I’m going back to the All or Nothing on Friday and I’m hitting on Tattoo Girl and I’m not leaving until I give her my number. I might even do the same for Wal-Mart Girl. She thinks that is awesome. Shower sex. Christopher expected me to lay around all day why he played WoW. I had a headache so I told him I needed some medicine and he needed to come with me. He refused so I went without him and just cruised around Tallahassee doing whatever I felt. Didn’t care about going back anytime soon. My cousin calls. Her car was stolen from her yard. She got it back. Christopher played Wow and I read “Local.”
Monday: Slept until 12. Miserable. Christopher immediately started on WoW. I tried to instigate something. No good. I got up and went into the shower. Should you be considering masturbation in the shower when you’re with your fuck buddy? I left again and went to the mall again. I walked around talked to my friend and then went back to Barnes & Noble and read the first 5 chapters of “Twilight.” I know. I know. Don’t say anything. I left there and went to dinner with Sami and Alex and their friends Matt and Kristie. That was funny. Philly Cheese Steaks are always delicious. Watched Little Britain USA with them it was meh but I like being with people. Cazzie calls. $800 was stolen with her car. We won’t be going back for her tattoo on Friday. TATTOO GIRL NOOOOO!!!! Went back to Christopher’s. We watched House and he began to start something and didn’t finish. -_- This is getting ridiculous. Went to sleep.
Today (Tuesday): Woke up at 8 and read “Watchmen.” 10 o’clock I packed my things and got ready to leave. I cried part of the way home because I’m pretty sure I’m never going back there. Slowly was sucked deeper into depression. Started thinking about “Local” and decided that’s what I want. I’m giving myself 2 years to save money and then I’m moving somewhere else and I plan to do it every year. Just up and leave again. I think I’m gonna head west first. I eventually wanna make it to New England. There’s someone there I might wanna meet.
Oh yeah! My tattoo: