Author: Amb A Sinner

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Taylor Birthday

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Okay so, Taylor’s birthday is tomorrow. Neither Katie nor I had tomorrow off so we took taylor out today and treated her. But wait, now I’m jumping the gun.. starting in the middle. So let me start at the beginning, which is last night.

So last night Katie and I both close at work. I’m off at 830, she’s off at 9pm. We leave work and go across the parking lot to Round Table pizza and get some foodies. We then head up to my house. We get there around 10:30pm. I had texted my father earlier and he was kind enough to chop wood for us.

So with the light only from Katie’s headlamps and one walkway type lamp (or torch as I referred to it as) we proceeded to set up camp. Katie is a champ, she only needed my help for all of two seconds holding one of the posts and that was just for the sake of making it easier. I built the fire. A damn good fire, if I do say so myself.

We then commence the drinking and camping. All two of us. We only invited Taylor, who wanted to shower in the morning so she opted out. That was okay. We had a blast. Got to bed at about 4am.

Wake up a 9am.. 10:15am (my alarm).. and then at noon. I decide I absolutely have to get out of bed/tent now. We slept really good though so that was cool.

Katie and I hit up the Bagelry and get some yummy breakfast. Toasted plain bagel with egg salad? Yes please.

We meet up with Taylor at safeway.

OH SIDE NOTE. My check didn’t show up until we got to safeway. My bank wasn’t recognizing it. I was having a mini meltdown and felt much better once I knew I had funds.

So we meet up with Taylor at safeway and proceed downtown and go to Petroglyph. I grab a vase, Katie grabs a box, and Taylor grabs a mug and we start having our epic painting party. It was sooo fun.

We get some lunch/dinner at 99 Bottles. I actually didn’t drink. I don’t want beer and I’ve lost my punch card four different times so I’ve given up on getting a plaque.

After that we walk around downtown and we go into Camouflage and I of course love the store immediately. This place is awesome. I want a fucking job here. I bought two books. As Taylor pointed out I’m probably the only person who would go into that store and leave with books only. Hah. I bought The Ethical Slut and Opening Up. I’m not saying I want an open relationship, but I like the idea. So books it is.

Taylor, Katie and I go back to safeway, Katie jumps in her car because she has to go to sears and get her tires checked. Taylor just dropped me off.

Yes a good day.

Good Times

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I had a bonfire last night, impromptu, with some friends. It was awesome. Work friends ❤

My dad is still an asshole and keeps dropping bombs on me.

Mike and my lil bro will be down here on the 20th, though probably late on the 19th. Stoked.

Work tomorrow.

Anger? Yes, please.

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I’m pretty angry at my father at the moment. I will explain why.

I messed my back up today at work. It’s an old injury, but my lumbar area spasms and I have sciatic (sp?) issues. After I did my pull my back was seriously wonky and Katie (sbux) was kind enough to say I could go home at 6. I texted my dad and he said he’d be there at 6:15. This texting took place at 5pm.

I clock out at 6:10. I wait.. I wait.. I wait. I text him again. Nothing. 6:30 rolls around and I’m angry because I should’ve just stayed clocked in. Katie wasn’t feeling well either.

So I try calling, texting, calling.. 6:45..7pm.. Nothing. The minutes are slowly ticking by, and I’ve been clocked out since 6:10.

Johnny shows up around 6:45, on his lunch break from BestBuy, and I hang out with him. I get a text at 7:15, “I’m here.”

So I go outside, and yeah, he’s here. He has no real way to explain himself except, “I lost track of time. Sorry.” and I was like “Yeah, well my back is fucked up and I’ve been sitting here since 6:10 wondering where the fuck you were.”

My dad is also inebriated and possibly high. And I’m not talking high on pot.

To put things lightly, it’s moments like this, that happen waaaay too often, when I realize that I would really like to not live with my Father. That I would really like to have my licence (aug 24th wont be here soon enough.) That know better than to rely on ANYONE other than myself, and yet somehow I do. I feel like a fucking idiot.

Oh yeah, fuck you dad. Fuck you lower back. Thank you Katie (for being awesome.) and Fuck work.

Ah again and again

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So I went out last night briefly to get a drink with Alison. It was good. We were going to sing karaoke but then we both decided we were in no shape (read: sober) to go on stage. We ended up playing a few games of pool with Conor and Will which was fun as well. Though, my head never really got in the game I found it extremely frustrating. I was missing easy shots and I ended up just being over the whole thing. Todd gave me a free beer though. ❤ Todd

I wore Victory Rolls in my hair for the first time yesterday. I really liked the way they looked, though my webcam didn’t really pick them up that well.

It wasn’t super difficult to do, but making sure they lined up properly on your head.. that’s the tricky part. Making them uniform.

You also have Farrah hair when you take them out. Haha. I should’ve taken a picture of that 🙂

Timing

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I need to play with my music louder. Had to overlay an mp3 so that you could even hear the music. Plus I could barely hear it. Epic timing.

It’s like a need a fucking metronome. >.<

At least my beam poi look sick.