I am Jack's lonely abandoned ego.

I love my friends. Really I do. But today...


I hate them.

I'm so sick of doing tons of stuff for them and being there for them. Mrs. Reliable. Mrs. Responsible. Mrs. Punctual. And all I get in return, is bailed out on. Forced to wait without notice. Forced to sit here, not knowing what's going on, and just be hunky-dory about it. I'm sick of it. If I'm even a few minutes late [because of work or mom] I'm made to feel unbelievably guilty. But if they're late, I'm supposed to accept it.

Today was supposed to be a good day. It's noon and I'm already in tears. {expletive} this.

I am Jack's Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Today was the best day ever. SmoothieBoy and I decided last week to go to Seattle. So, we did. We kidnapped Preggo and took her along too. We went up to the Woodland Park Zoo and spent time in the rain with the animals. Then we made it to Ivar's. I've missed Ivar's. Mmmmm. After Ivar's we drove down to Pike Place Market and walked down to the waterfront. We gandered at Ye Ol' Curiosity Shoppe then headed back home. All and all, we had an amazing day. ^_^ I heart SmoothieBoy. We had such a blast.

I'm exhausted. I'll probably have more coherent things to write tomorrow.

Goodnight

I am Jack's longing for a religion..

I named my car today. My car's name is Shelby. The name came to me when I was trying to figure out how to explain what I saw to L-Word. I saw Shelby's doppleganger. It pulled out behind me and behind Amber's doppleganger. [Amber is L-Word's old car.] And the name Shelby just came to me. ^_^

L-Word came and had lunch with me today.. and SmoothieBoy is about 20 minutes shy of getting off work.. SmoothieBoy and I are planning on going up to Seattle on Monday.

1AM::

SmoothieBoy just drove up.. What a goof ball.

I got my wallet back!! It came in the mail today. It was the weirdest thing ever going through it. My social security card, my driver's permit, my high school ID card, money, pictures of my boyfriend 3 years ago. It was an insane trip down memory lane.

I am Jack's cold-chill induced goosebumps..

Work makes me sad. But coming home to have a grilled cheese sandwich was nice. Comfort food. yuck.

Starting now, I am going to do a weekly weight-loss blog. Maybe I'll start a blog entry on Monday and add to it throughout the week. I need to make this change. I cannot live like this any longer.

I think The Mother and I are going to try to do something like this blog where we each take one picture a day. I'm excited. I really like the blog.

I am Jack's addictive personality..

I love Oreos... By looking at me most people wouldn't find that hard to believe. In fact, my love of oreos and other unhealthy foods is the greater reason I am the way that I currently am. When BioDad and AdoptedDad left, and didn't want me anymore, Oreos comforted me. I sought comfort in food. And it helped me to build padding around me to protect me from the outside world.

I took my Math test today. There were only two problems that I couldn't answer fully. One I got 2/3 answered, the other I started it but couldn't get farther than that. I omitted the latter.

Oh yeah.. Oprah had fat people that lost lots of weight on her show.. *watches*

I have to go to work now. >.< Ugh.. Why me?