Tori, what happened?

So I love tori amos. Most everyone knows this. HOWEVER, i think she was on crack when she made the album "strange little girls." no joke yo. it is borderline horrible. and by borderline i mean absolutely. and i love tori...and i hate saying this about her. but i really dont understand the cd. and i'm taking time out of work to write about this...because it upsets me.

Quick recap:

stood in a nonmoving line in front of the tavern thursday nite.
picked up random stranger in long beach friday nite.
drove to lompoc (aka compton aka cowpunk) with nina and random stranger to pick up kevin.
chatted with stu...i love his outlook on life and i hope it rubs off on me.
had a drunken phone call from vicki saturday nite.
dressed up like a stripper and visited my boy sunday nite. (that shit was just funny)


ok that's it.

Vegas...

Uh...yeah. Believe it or not, I don't really have any stories from vegas. I had about 20 drinks in the span of 10 hours and was MAYBE buzzed. I had a blast though. We stayed at the flamingo...where the card dealers were wearing super cute pink outfits. i came out ahead around $250 playing blackjack...so that was excellent. Yeah, sadly enough, that is my story.

So I don't know what the eff is wrong with my sleeping schedule. There are days when I come straight home from work, go to bed and don't wake up til the next morning. Yeah, that once again happened on tuesday. Is that something I need to get checked out?

Jenny left me. She's in Colorado for the weekend. sad.

I probably should go home this weekend for mothers day...but I kinda just want a weekend to myself. I've been up and about ever since tax season ended and i don't feel I've gotten a chance to breathe.

so i'm drinking a beer right now. and it's amazing. and i have work tomorrow.

my boy is coming to get me and we're off to the yardhouse. apparently they have good beer. and that's all i want. beer. in the great words of homer simpson "mmmmmmmmmm....beer."

on another note, i've decided that people are selfish bitches. i want to say the only person i've met that truly isnt is jenny. people will screw others, even good friends, over without a second thought. people effing suck. just take a second to think you dumb bitch.

so i feel like an dipshit....i called nick to see if he wanted to grab a beer. yeah, didn't realize he's on the other side of the country. dumb andi. this is what happens when i dont keep in touch...i look like an ass. love ya nick!

i have a new pic on myspace...it's of vegas. my one redeeming thing. however i dont know how to make it bigger. sometimes i really wish i wasn't so computer illiterate.

i'm outee.

I'll leave you in suspense

Prepare for stories...i'm going to vegas this weekend with the ladies from work. There's going to be so much drunken debauchery I am SO excited. Feel free to call anytime for a drunken i love ya. =)

Capt's Quarters and TO

So, friday at work went really slow. oh well what are you going to do? I had really good spinach artichoke dip though for lunch. yummy. anyway, it was roomie day.

so i go home, pick up my drycleaning, pick up a 6-pack and set up the nintendo 64. i'm blasting AFI and playing mario kart when jenny walks in the door. i say, hold on right there! and i run to the fridge and grab us both a beer. so we listen to afi, play mario kart, and drink a beer. what a wonderful way to start the evening.

so then jenny and i go shopping. we were headed to "so good jewelry" which is fabulous. (girls, check that shit out. 450 5th ave, downtown sd.) first off, we park in horton. well, the beer had run thru us at that point and it was time to pee. so we go to macys and low and behold, cute shoes EVERYWHERE. so we go to the bathroom then proceed to try on glorious shoes. and then i bought some really cute heels that i can't stop thinking about. seriously.

so then i show jenny to the jewelry store. and there were so many choices we didn't know what to do with ourselves. jenny settled on two pairs and constrained myself to one. walking back to the car we decided to stop at urban outfitters...which isnt really jenny or my style. yet we bought more stuff. and it was glorious. jenny bought this cute white hat with strawberries on it. she wouldnt shut up about it. it made me happy. haha. i bought blue 70's pants for $5. that's right...be jealous.

so we decided it was time to eat at this point, so we meet up with joan, brad, and ian at miguels for a little mexican delight. so delicious.

so we decided to do a little preparty at our apartment before going to the captain's quarters we go to vons. this dumb bitch who was working there walks up to all and says, you all have your id's on you right? we're like, yeah. ok, she's not a dumb bitch for that. when we all went up to pay for it though, the dumb broad yells to the cashier to make sure that she really checked all of our IDs. you cuntrag....we don't look 5 years old. and the cashier did her job. ass.

anyway, we proceed back to our apartment and drink good ol kettle and watch the good parts of shrek. i'm not kidding...we fast forwarded thru the majority of the movie and stopped on the funny parts to laugh our asses off. i love that movie. =)

so my boy comes over and then we go to captains quarters. first, we decided to sprint across the street. i wish i had that on tape. we are all full from dinner and have quite a bit of alcohol in us and we ran across the street. blaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

anyway, so captains quarters is great...the pool playing, the dart playing, the random shot taking... good times.

saturday...

believe it or not, i had no form of a hangover. so that morning joan, jenny, andre, and i went to dennys and ate greasy food.....and it was amazing.

so, after that i shower, pack, yadda yadda, and then i go pick up the boy and we head home, TO home. had my favorite meal when we got home....manicotti. YUM! so basically we just sat around home and chatted with the parents and sis for a while.

sunday rolls around and the parents, grampa (yes grampa), andre, and i head to eggs n things for breakfast. more yummy food.

for lack of better things to do in TO, andre and i go to the mall. where i ran into high school people that i just didn't want to talk to at the time. i ran into naomi and margaret, whom i actually really like them but since you haven't kept in contact with them its just uncomfy and awkward to talk to them. i hate shooting the shit when i'm not in the mood. oh well.

we then go to a restaurant and hang out with the sis and her friends. found out that i went to strip club with a guy who was there and my sister like, my freshman year of high school. how effing funny is that?

eat shishkabobs (i have no idea how to say that let alone spell it) and mass quantities of food at home.

when we were saying goodbye to my parents, my mama gives andre a hug and my dad says that he's welcome back anytime. so i'm gathering that they like him. =)

then we drive back to sd and pass out.

what a glorious effing weekend. =)