July 5th. Darn the injustice, everyone has off work but me!!! When I got out of the shower this morning, I told my sister, as always, "Your turn." And as she mumbled, "Don't have to go to school today," my day began going downhill.
What would I be doing right now if I had the day off? Getting ready for a long day of lounging with maybe even the possibility of hanging out with Aaron. (Alright, it might seem like I hang out with him a lot if you're reading my blogs, but the truth is, we're both working, and with him working weekends and nights I haven't seem him too much. It's just I write about it when I do. Otherwise, it's just filler of driving to and from Galveston, the books I'm reading, etc.)
Anyways, to work backwards:
June 24th--5 years, babe.
June 25th--Cancelled Warped Tour. At the time I was raging pissed. A little rain and the hardcore punks go home. It was rescheduled for Monday but I couldn't take off work again, so we just went go-carting instead, and called it even.
July 4th--Went to go see the Battle of Algiers at the Angelika and then walked a few blocks to see the fireworks. My sister was supposed to come along and in that case we would've seen The Notebook or Spiderman II at Edwards, but she backed out at the last minute so it was just me and Aaron...
Somewhere in there Aaron came up to Galveston to have lunch with me and then after work we went to the beach, which was cool.
Mental notes:
1. Must call Rachel and see when she is leaving for Santiago
2. Must give Jennifer Perales her birthday present
3. Must take my sister to Spiderman II
In recent news, I've become obsessed totally with the JEEP UNLIMITED. I had to use all caps, because that's how it appears in my mind. I am trying to convince my mom to get it for me this summer rather than next summer so I can have fun with it now. It's like, the closest thing to a soft-top Bronco on the market right now, and I literally lust for it. When I get obsessed with a material object, I get *obsessed*. Case and point: my Hoffman bike. In any case, I don't know it will happen, and I'm being sorta spoiled in any case, so we'll just leave it at that.
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