Walkin on Broken Glass
My weekend totally sucked. End of story. People are dumb but for some incredibly strange reason I have tons of energy today and no I was not downing red bull and vodkas so don’t ask.Mothers day really was yet another day of confrontations and fights—drama by the tons not to mention broken glass. This was not with my family but with Frog. Like what happened to having a “Happy” holiday.
The wedding is Saturday—is anyone available to keep me sane? I’m being thrown into a packed room full of the unknown at some fancy restaurant—“eat, drink and be merry”—will do completely but still have a problem with the dress- really sucks.
Ok so I’m arrogant, unappreciative and have a big Italian mouth-I know that all already but I mean why on earth does no one except me see the stupidity that is found in my associates? I mean I live in another state so call me up, and not any of your tons of friends and family that live all around you, while I’m busy doing nothing special and ask me to walk your dogs because your 5 minutes away from your house sick at your parents house. Answer me this……..why cant your parents just ride over to you house yet again just 5 minutes away and walk your dogs. But I’m a cruel person for stating the yet obvious questions. I am perplexed and yet again flabbergasted at the minute minds of everyone. Is it funny that my sister is the only one intelligent enough to see what I see in situations and know that they are incompetent? I laugh it off now but drank the confusion away then. And being stuck in a car with Frog for a couple of hours didn’t help. Can I say Psycho…?? Yes, I will and I did.
No answer yet- not like I am beginning to care like last time. But then again last time I gave up on him he did in fact pull through.
Yes it is official-NYC here I come in the next week. Having not been down there in quite sometime I can not friggin wait to explore all that have opened up and closed down since I’ve frequented the area. *****but I will not go to the snotty restaurant-- that will go nameless for good reasons— that decided to serve us, their well paying customers, FLY SOUP! **** Ahem! Upper East Side! Hahaaaa!
Little Italy here comes….. ME!
Italiani grandi della bocca! AKA One Hot Stromboli!
So fast forwarding way to quickly in the process—I totally came up with the incredibly ingenious ending to book 2 –have I typed it all up yet or wrote it down—of course not –I’ve turned into a fat lazy skinny person!
So California is in full blast for September—if we stop at all we have the choice of Denver or Vegas----we think that if we stop in Vegas we won’t make it to Cali but that’s just our instincts talking.
IN conclusion-----I have way too much energy for a Monday and need my angel to do his job yet again before I sell him to some kid in Ethiopia. And man do I need a glass of wine or 10!
posted by PlatinumStar @ 5/16/2006 02:41:00 PM
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