Boringness

Published 16.10.03 by Porkchop | E-mail this post

Ugh. One of those weeks where good, fun things happen, but at the same time, horrible disgusting things happen.

Joy and I have been living up our free weekend without parents, and have had a blast! We are also trying to forget the horrible things, and enjoy life while we have it. Tonight we went to see Intolerable Cruelty, very cute and funny. But stupid at the same time. =) It made us momentarily forget our miserableness, so it was worth it.

Jared leaves Saturday, and I am going to miss him... allot. I feel bad for Laura, she had to go off and do a CI, so she was gone for most of Jared's leave. Alas! We'll just have to visit him at Thanksgiving or something.

Joy and I were talking about it, and with this whole dramatic situation, I know I personally feel as if both parents have gone there own seperate ways, leaving us children to do as we please. I feel like a hamper to their plans. A extra thumb. And with this whole fiasco, it has made me allot more daring. I know it sounds weirder, but I realize I might as well control the things that I can, and if I die young, so be it.

This is a rather boring post I know, but I am tired.

This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.

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