I don't like days off any more...meh

I realize this is not the end of the world shit. It just feels like life was getting back on track...my insurance was going down again, we have another cheaper but nicer place to live, Trevor got a job and then this accident. I must remember it was an accident. But fuck...we can't afford this. It pains me to see my boyfriend in pain and not being able to wave a magic wand and make his teeth come back or for the accident to never have happened. Plus I'm going to have the image of him holding a t-shirt up to his mouth and blood streaking down both of his hands. His cries of pain and frustration about how he's fucked running through my mind while I'm trying to fall asleep. I have to keep remembering that it will get taken care of. His teeth will be fixed. His lip will heal. We are moving out of this crazy apartment complex into a house with a friend. Small victories. Love

Seriously universe!

disbelief, anger, frustration, sadness...this doesn't seem real. I know I'm not the one with a fucked up grill, stitches in my lip and no insurance but I still feel pain. I'm so overwhelmed with a billion emotions. mehhhh

Ugh

I still feel pretty shitty about Friday night. I got wasted and blacked out and Trevor had to get me home because I was basically making a fool of myself. I woke up at 12pm yesterday and immediately started looking for my debit card and my phone. Both were nowhere to be found. FUCK! I went back to sleep and decided to deal with both when I was more coherent.

Once I actually woke up, around 3:30ish pm, I called my bank and cancelled my card. Then I called Verizon and switched to an old phone. Both fairly easy calls to make. At this point my body decided this was too much activity for me and I puked. The kind where there is nothing in your stomach but water. Blehhhhhh...

On top of all this nonsense, I end up seeing one of Trevor's friends that we went out with and the first thing he does is hand me my bank card. Well shit, I wish I knew he had it because I wouldn't have cancelled my card.

Then I wake up at some point today to my blackberry sitting on the night stand. Apparently Trevor found it just sitting on the living room floor. I was so out of it yesterday, that I didn't even notice my phone's presence in the room. Fuck me!

Oh well...at least I got my shit back...my dignity was a little bruised and I feel crappy that my boyfriend had to take care of me. I'm lucky to have him! :)

Good Morning!

nevermind, its actually afternoon. hahaha...I'm sooo funny! This whole sleeping in thing is getting out of control. I actually got out of bed at 11:30am but it seems that there are many days when I don't roll out of bed until noon or later. I feel like this is probably not something any other 29 year old person is doing. Although, I don't know any other 29 year old hostesses either. Plus I mostly work in the evening. Then I get home and am not ready to go to sleep. I enjoy a few drinks with my boyfriend. We talk and he plays COD. Its actually a rather enjoyable way of spending an evening.
Fortunately/unfortunately these evenings will probably come to an end soon. Trevor has a lead on a job! He starts Friday and he'll be given more details about what will be expected of him. I hope that it will be something that he enjoys or at least can tolerate.
I feel extremely peaceful in this lifestyle that my boyfriend and I are creating. I remember writing over a year ago, about how I wanted to wake up in the late morning and drink a cup of coffee. I enjoy slowly starting my day. I feel like I took an early part of my 20's and tried to be a person I was not, too adultish. Now I get to be who I want with a person who accepts ME!
Goals to be accomplished in no particular order:
Travel to as many different countries as possible
Move to another state
Buy new clothes
Become a yoga instructor
Go snowboarding
Jump out of an airplane again

It's raining today...

and I couldn't be happier that it is! I gave up my shift to a girl who really wanted to work tonight. Last week I had to work two nights in a row in the rain. It was absolutely obnoxious. I was wet (obviously) and had to deal with two different girls who are kinda spacey. Okay enough complaining cuz I'm ecstatic to not be working in the fucking rain!

Instead I get to hang out with my girls, Emily and Audrey, the world is our oyster. I also woke up stupidly late today but my only goals for the day are doing dishes, picking the dirty clothes up off the floor, and cleaning the bathroom. Most of these goals have been met except the bathroom. I hate cleaning toilets, even my own. I honestly will gag while cleaning.

For now I'm watching silly tv and writing.

Tonight I had to work. I've been working a lot. Not going to the gym as much lately, which makes me wonder why I'm still paying for it. Money is a very dumb issue right now. In fact, I hate money. I wish I had more to pay for my fun but I do not. I am looking forward to the free fun to be had on Christmas Eve. My bf's friend's mother hosts a lovely Christmas Eve dinner/drunkfest. Last year was absolutely fantastic. We ate, drank, and smoked! We woke up and started all over again. So I'm guessing we'll be doing the same this year.

Nothing too interesting to write about but I guess that's okay. Basically my bf and I have been dating for two years this month. Kinda crazy...although we don't have any plans to celebrate being together for two years. I don't even know what we should do to celebrate. I don't think he cares to celebrate and honestly I'm not sure I do either. It might be nice to go out to dinner or something. Ehhhh....whatever...I'm gonna keep watching shitty t.v.