10:21 pm - March 14, 2005
People make me pissy.
Alright, freaking A. It's time for a short rant.
So today, I left an away message up saying where I would be all day. Came back, there was a message from Bryan asking if I wanted to do something tonight. Then I had to leave again.
Came back, message from Kurtis, saying I could come over and hang out with him and watch movies at his apartment. Left again.
Came back later and fell asleep on the couch. Bryan called a little bit later and asked if I wanted to do something. So we decided to go and see Hitch. He picked me up a little before 7, and then we went to Dairy Queen and then he dropped me off here at about 10ish.
So I get online and there's a stupid away message up from Kurtis. "Dinner at my parent's and then hanging out here alone because apparently the first offer isn't always the best offer..." AHHHHH! A.) You weren't the first offer, and B.) OH MY GOSH. Seriously, what is with people? I am allowed to make my own decisions! And what makes people think that they know you and can be all up in your "grill" (sorry, but I HAD to throw that in there) about everything!?!? I hate people sometimes. Back the heck up and leave me alone.
Jeesh.
I talked to the girls tonight. And Peter. I feel better knowing that everyone is okay. I can back out of Mommy mode for a few days, knowing everyone reached their destinations safely. I'll jump back on it on Friday when the New Mexico kids leave for home.
Today, I went to the dentist. And I decided that all people who are masochists in life, must decide, "Hmm, I'm a masochist...I should be a dental hygienist." Because they always make my mouth bleed incessantly. And I have to go back the day after I get back from Barbados. Hey, welcome home. What is it with me and my impeccable timing with teeth-related events? Wisdom teeth, two days after Christmas. Dentist appointment for laser treatment (or whatever it is), 1 day after greatest vacation ever.
Anyway, tomorrow, I get to deliver 18 gallons of ice cream. Doesn't that sound like fun? Not really. Oh well. It's something to do. And it gives me an excuse to drive, and I miss driving so much. So yeah. Good times.
Anyway, I think I'm going to watch a bit of tennis and read my History novel and go to bed. If I'm going to get extra sleep, I have to go to bed early.
Love Always,
Alison
