I wonder if I made it to the back of a milk carton yet?

Man I haven’t written in here for so long people might think I’m missing or something….. Yeah right who am I kidding no one would even notice except for the dogs and maybe Amatsu.

So here I sit in my cube after just finishing lunch and I’m listening to Nirvana.

I feel annoyed today. My friend had auxed out of the queue and has been for about 2 hours or so. It is annoying me now. She is able to do that way too much and too often. I know it’s none of my business really but how can some one shit and do school work or some ‘project’ for 2 hours and not have something said. Like at least jump in the queue for 15 minutes then out for 30 or something, ya know.

Whatever.

So I had tuna noodle stuff, last 2 ounces of my Fuze from yesterday and an apple for lunch. I found two cookies and ate that too.

I think I should cook more. If anybody has any good recipes that they would like to share I’ll give them a shot and make it. *^_^*

I’m glad I’m listening to Nirvana, this is helping me clear my head.

I have been thinking a lot lately. Just about everything. Life, the future, people, feelings, school, events, my car….every little thing.

So I know for a fact that I want to have a BOY by the time I am 25. Like he needs to be born when I turn 25. I thought about it and I don’t want to be too old when he’s graduating HS.

If I’m 25 when he’s born I’ll be 43 when he graduates. I guess really I should have him by 22 so I’ll be 40.

This made me think of this because of my dad mostly. He was 58 when he passed away. I had the shortest time with him being the youngest child but I was also the closest to him. If I would of came about a little sooner I could of at least had a fucking drink with my dad before he passed away.

If I had one wish it would be to have my dad walk me down the aisle on my wedding day and have just one drink with him.

That’s all, I would give anything to have that.

That is about the only thing that holds me back from letting go and walking down that aisle.

Oooo!! (like Homer when he sees doughnuts) I got a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup from Pam delivered by Rachel!!

I have a pic of my cousin that is in the Marines. His name is Micheal Palmo. When I lived in California I was close to him as a kid. I don’t ever talk to him anymore, it sucks. The last few times I saw him was in October 2001 when my sister got married, July 2004 when my father died, then January 2005 when my nana died. Before that it was probably since I was 12. I wish I had kept in touch more than I or we did.

Well every time people see the picture they ask if he’s my boyfriend (EWWWW), my brother or they just ask who he is. I emailed my mom the other day about if she has an address so that I can write or even email him. I know he was in Iraq not that long ago and I’m wonder if the back there or not. I would really like to get back in touch and talk to him more. For one he will have some Iraq stories I’m sure to hear about.

I don’t know it would just be nice.

Polly

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
Maybe she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

[Chorus]
Isn’t me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

[Chorus again]

Polly said

Polly says her back hurts
She’s just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
’mazes me the will, of instinct

[Chorus again]