last sunday, I separated a fist fight between racist Jim who is in his 70's and his new girlfriend, Psycho Stacey who is my age.
can you say gold-digger?
he hit the ground. she hit the ground. I ran outside and yelled.
then I told her to call the police.
then I ran inside because I didn't want to be involved any more than I already was.
I gave a police report.
the policemen told them never to talk again, text, interact... blah blah blah.
three days later, I saw her give him a kiss and walk into his house.
stupid woman.
*I'm pretty sure I've talked about my crazy neighbors, but if you don't know about them, just ask... I have lots of stories!*
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I've been buying makeup here and there.
I'm in my childhood best friend's wedding in less than a week.
Becky Schartz doesn't really do makeup.
today, I think was my final purchase.
I bought a really really really red lip gloss only to blot it off.
then I plop some shiny clear gloss over it and *pow*... instant colorful lips.
again... Becky Schartz doesn't really do the whole makeup scene.
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I've also been trying to have a sun-kissed look by sitting in the sun for 10-15 min increments.
what Florida girl do you know that breaks out into a heat rash when sunshine hits her skin?
me...
shameful.
I've been waking myself up at night scratching the tops of my feet, tops of my hands and elbow armpits.
I have scabs on the top of my feet from making them bleed in the middle of the night.
puh-thetic!!!
sorry, Allison! I'm going to be ghostly white!
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finals on Tuesday and Thursday...
I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.
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flying to Florida immediately after my last final.
I can't wait to see my Mom!
and my best friend get married to her high school sweetheart! :o)
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love to you from me.
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