Secrets.

I want to move back to Iowa.

Now.

And i want you to come with me.

Souless.

Funny Story. Like most of mine :D

So I've been watching this tv show on my recently purchased NetFlix. It's called Dead Like Me. And in case you haven't watched it here's what its basically about:

A 19/20 year old drop out college student living with parents gets killed in the first episode. She doesn't really believe in heaven OR hell so instead of going to either she becomes a Grim Reaper (of which there are many, she's not like the ultimate). Every day she gets a new assignment from her "boss," a Grim Reaper older than her, and thats the person who's soul she has to take right before they die by touching them even just slightly and then let it go to heaven. They look like ordinary people to everyone around them, they're not creepy. The whole show just has my dark sense of humor.

Now that we got that out of the way.

The other day I go to Barnes and Nobles to check and see if they have the two books i need to read for school so i can come back the next day and buy them. I've got about 10-15 minutes before my work which is right down the street (this is the one by the Promenade Mall, by my work) so im in no hurry. As i walk in i notice a woman because she's dressed out of the ordinary, very formal in a military kinda way. Dark blue suit and hat that were very uniformish. I don't think much of it, check and they do have my books and i get in my car and head off to work.

Now it gets interesting. The street i drive from Barnes and Nobles to work is a street that basically is just a big circle around the mall and thats its only purpose. It's not like a main street. So i get about 20 feet out of the parking lot of B&N and a fifty feet ahead of me watch a truck pull out in front of a jeep with not even close to enough time to make it and watch a head on collision take place. I'm pretty sure everyone survived but needless to say it shook me up a bit. If i was literally 20 feet further i would've completely been involved.

So the next day i go back to B&N to get the books and as i'm leaving the same lady in the blue suit stops me by the door and says you were here yesterday weren't you? And i said yeah i had to grab books for my class and i wanted to make sure they had them. and SHE TOUCHED ME and said have a nice day thereby STEALING MY SOUL!!

Since then i have almost gotten into 3 accidents, none of which were my fault. And i called Breea immediately after this in the parking lot, explained it all to her and she just told me i watch too much television. BUT SERIOUSLY PEOPLE! SHE STOLE MY EFFING SOUL!

:D

other than that life's wonderful

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This is my anxious face.

i have a post coming! Really!

i just also have mid terms right now. suuuuucking!

in the meantime: silly daddy story

Text to Daddy:
Hey just wondering if you know anything about california indians...i could use help on my mid term when i get home (i was at vag mon practice)

Text From Daddy:
I don't know shit about them



thanks dad. glad you're a history teacher.

Stinky Oatmeal Butt

Isn't she preeeetty?!

We think she's around 6-8 weeks preggers (they usually pop out the cuties at 9 weeks)

My dad calls her Stinky.

My sister calls her Buttons (but thats also the 3rd name she's given her)

And the rest of us call her Oatmeal. which is what i came up with after Jaycie first named her Tinkerbell which i think we can all agree is a RETARDED cat name :D cuz she clearly looks like oatmeal :P

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Only Me.

So lets tell an embarrassing story.

I don't have sex dreams. I think i've maybe had 5 or 6 in my entire life and up until recently only 2 people had ever been in them. I relate this to the fact that i take care of business on at least a daily basis and therefore its not needed. I know breea, TMI. Deal with it. :D So because of this im assuming thats why i don't have sex dreams.

I currently like a boy (isn't this how they always start out?) but he's actually a nice boy. :D and possibly reading this so im not going into detail. and we've been talking online a lot and we video chat about every night and he's expanding my retarded musical taste which i greatly appreciate. anyway some nights (eer mornings) when it gets to be around 4 or 5 a.m. and i start to fall asleep he plays mellow music and lets me oh so rudely fall asleep on him :D which i love. and of course the most recent night he does this i have a sex dream. about him. (duh).

Now really, this isn't a big deal. I mean at least i wasn't talking about it in my sleep or something. Maybe its related to the music, maybe he's subliminally messaging me thru it (hah!) whatever. I have NO intentions of telling him about it because, well why the hell would i?

But of COURSE that night when we're talking he asks me if i had any dreams last night from the music he was playing because often times the music he listens to before falling asleep filters in through his dreams and wanted to know if the same happened to me. And of COURSE he asks me while we're on video chat so he can see me turn bright red and get a stupid embarrassed smile on my face and doesn't exactly comply to my "Uh...lets not talk about my dreams last night." Apparently it was written all over my face and he guessed immediately thats what happened. Nothing like embarrassing yourself in front of the guy you like :D imma champ.

He was stoked tho. so i guess its okay. Oh. and he told his mom. Whom luckily i don't mind knowing cuz she's friggin awesome. But still. Having her text me about me having sex dreams about her son....

hahahaha hence the title. Only to Bri....

How's the little bugger kylan doing? jaycie's worried sick. I SWEAR i will get pictures of my pj's to you soon and i'll throw some up of oatmeal too so ya'll can see her finally. haha throw up oatmeal. i've got an excellent word choice.

thats it for now.

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Written in long hand with a short pen.

First.

Yay! im here.

I'll write something important later.

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