Not one taker

You lazy fucks. Fifty bucks yo for giving a freaking massage! Dude, andre would take a shot of his own piss for $50 and you're telling me that no one will come over here and give me a massage? Christ, I'm not that revolting.

I've decided that I don't like running 16 miles by myself. It's just no good.

So I'm going to go into that test and kick its ass. I'm going to treat this test like soccer. If you go into a game thinking you're going to lose, you most likely will get your ass kicked. So I, miss A, am not going down without a fight. I've spent a crapload of time studying for this bastard test and I am going to punch it right in the nuts. And if for some reason it gets the best of me, I'm going to fucking take that thing down the next time around, you can fucking count on it.

(haha, like my little pep talk to myself.)

here's the quote of the weekend:

andrew calls and is like, "i am hungover and i'm in desperate need of KFC." (or something to that effect.)

so i put a picture of kev and me from new years. dude, my hair is dark. i'm starting to think now....blonde or brown? red?

comments welcome.

Take a deep breath...

$50 for anyone who will come give me a legitimate massage. no joke. and no fat old hairy men please.

Shhh....I'm a bandit. Don't tell.

FRIDAY:
So...I decided to get wasted on friday because i had THAT great of a week.

First I went to Casa Machada with the ladies from work. I really suggest that place....It's by that aerosquadron place....or something. Had a margarita or two.

Came home and went for a run. omg, mexican food, margaritas, and running do not mix. surprised much?

I came home got ready to go out. had a shot of vodka. had another one about 2 minutes later. joan and her cousins show up so we have to do another one. 3 down...many more to go.

We met up with her guy cousins at Maloneys. It was a lot of fun....i don't remember a lot of the details but i know i had fun. =) I do remember talking with her cousin on the phone, i was in one car and he was in the other trying to find out where he was going. all i remember is that i kept calling him things such as dumbass and whatnot. Don't get me wrong...it was all in good fun. I think. haha.

SATURDAY
I'm surprised i wasn't hungover. I'll give you one guess as to what I did with my day.

SUNDAY
So we all know that I'm a dumbass and didn't sign up for the half marathon...so i decided to be a bandit and meet jenny on the course. I woke up at 530 to go for a 5 mile run. i get back to the apartment, put on an old bib from another race, run to the corner of scott and harbor, hop on to the course when i see jenny and proceed to run sub 10 minute miles for the rest of the race. It was a really fun run. The course is awesome. I think training for the marathon is going well because i felt like i could've run faster and longer. YAY!

I ran into a couple people I hadn't seen in a while. Roby, Obeji, and James Ogdlksjdflsdkfjsdflsjd (I don't remember his last name...but he was joey and aaron's old roommate.) He's really nice.

I was really excited when this girl in line behind me was like, wow how do you keep your toes looking so well? yay....i have pretty feet. well...i guess i wouldnt go that far.

So anthony, j, and i went to the waffle spot where i had the famous double chip waffle with scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage. yum yum.

came back, took a shower, and you can guess what i've been doing since then. however i did take breaks to call kevin and the parents and my sis.

so yeah....i should probably get back to studying.

8 days til the test and some more drunken debauchery....

i AM the sharpest tool in the shed

So.... today i started wondering why I hadn't received any info on the half marathon in the mail. And then I got this really bad feeling. So i checked online to see if I had signed up for the half marathon....and i hadn't. There are times in my life when I would like to kick my own ass because I'm so retarded. So basically...jenny is running by herself because the course starts up on a hill and I can't get to the starting line and just run it for the hell of it. i feel like a gigantic dipshit. oh wait, maybe because i am one. I started crying at work and feeling sorry for myself...but then i realized, it doesn't really matter. yeah i won't get that extra medal for running the 3 half marathons...or even a third metal for that matter....

I ran 16 miles last weekend...I don't need a medal to say that I've accomplished that. Although it would be nice.

I must say though...that was the icing on the fucking cake this week.

Well, life sucks then you die.

For all of you that don't know....I am currently a single woman. Breaking up sucks. And I for sure don't like crying. It makes my eyes really poofy and red.

However, us breaking up I truly believe is for the best. I swear I'm not one of those dumb girls trying to convince herself that it is better to be broken up....dumb girls. I swear as a race, girls are retarded but that's a whole other topic that requires a lot more time than I have to write right now. I gotta get through the basics.

Andre and I decided to be friends. I'd be a crapload more upset had he cut off contact with me completely. I have a good track record (all but one) of staying friends with people i previously dated. So I'm not too worried about losing my friendship with him. Aw, always my squishy.

moving on...

Jenny and I have a half marathon this weekend....."America's Finest City" Half Marathon. America's finest city....damn right that's san diego. It should be a fun race....it'll be somewhat interesting because jenny and i have ran parts of this race a gazillion times. We run from Cabrillo National Monument to Balboa Park. In fact...we almost run right in front of my apartment...less than a block away. I miss my parents coming to my athletic events. They are always so supportive.

So, I should be studying right now....I have my first part of the CPA exam in 12 days. holy fucking christ. but I can't concentrate....and I'm waiting for my laundry to get done. so i'll probably putz around until that's done then go to bed.

A couple of shoutouts:

Brad - I miss you....I haven't talked to you in awhile and I hope you're still alive. =)

Punk - Thanks for putting up with my hystericalness.

Nick - I need a beer. Let's grab one soon.

Joan - You owe me a beer. =)

My roomie is great

Our conversation thru email today:

A,
I was thinking about driving out a new route in the PL/OB area after
work tonight for our run. I'll make sure it is well lit. I thought it
would be good to stay closer to home since we'll be running later but
I know we are both sick of the same ol' thing. Just wanted to check
and make sure that sounded good to you before I did it.
Hope your Wed is going well,
Jenny

My response:

Happy Hump Day. I'm always down for new routes...

Her response:

hehehe, you said hump...




I love it.

My life probably at its boringist

LAST WEEK:
class and studying. big woop.

FRIDAY:
work, run, dinner with the boy at miguels. mmmm...white sauce. then i passed out early...no surprise there.

SATURDAY:
woke up at 6am. on my own, without an alarm. ok, what the fuck. i even tried to go back to sleep and couldnt. that's just ridiculous. so i got up and started studying.

study study study. could my life be any more boring?

6 hours later i decide to take a walk and i buy hint of lime tortilla chips and creamsicles. i have been craving creamsicles ever since my friend at work came in wearing a orange and white striped shirt...and of course it reminded me of food. so i studied for four more hours then decided it was time to give my brain a rest.

went to frys and bought a cute travel case for my laptop, and a cute little mouse....and i bought a mint ice cream brownie sandwich. sooooooo good.

then unfortunately it was time to go home and continue the studying.

you may think i'm psychotic...but i really refuse to take these exams more than once. i don't think my body can physically handle it. so i hope to god i pass.

SUNDAY:

woke up...plotted our route....ran from home to balboa park and back. it's weird to think that we ran more than a half marathon. whoa. ate food. took a 2 hour nap on my floor with no blankets. jenny did give me a pillow though. nice roomie. then when i woke up in my gross unshowered phase and saw it was 4 something. good lord. what a lazy ass i am.

then i picked joan up from the airport and then studied the rest of the night.

I told you....my life is at its boringist.

this just makes me laugh

I AM FRIGGEN DYING, I ONLY HAD ONE REDLINE THIS WEEK AND MY HEAD IS RINGING LIKE A MIDGET WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER IS HUMPING MY BRAIN.

-andre