Mancala boards and crackfaces...these are a few of my favorite things...

*for those of you not in the know, "Mancala board" will be explained in due time, and "crack face" is a MSN messenger emote.

So, it's been awhile...how is everyone? Adjusted to the new month and time change yet? Hope so, there's nothing like writing the wrong date on your papers and such. I suppose it's even worse when you actually write "2/4/2006" instead of "4/4/2006". Yeah, that's right, not only did I use the wrong month, I went back to the one before last.

Lately I've been having rather anxiety ridden days, but in intervals. Like primarily when I think about the things that cause me anxiety. Yeah, cause when I'm thinking about anxiety causing issues, I'm totally calm (note: that last sentence was said in sarcasm)...glad I could give you two explanations that you probably didn't need....anywho....almost vibrated myself into "puke mode" (no that's not a reference to a dildo, I meant that I couldn't stop moving). And I probably could have cried all day. Something must be in the air, because not only was I miserable, the only people I'm around on a constant basis were miserable too, but it wasn't me bringing them down. I suppose we're just getting more and more in sync (I almost spelled that as 'Nsync, curse you Nsync for screwing with my words. And why the hell did they name themselves 'Nsyc? I mean I'm sure it has something to do with them singing in sync, but damn that's a lowsy name. Gah, more tangents, I'm so good at straying). Continuing on (hope you weren't looking for the short story)... It's as if we're in sync with each other much like women who live together (omg I almost said to getter WTF, it's not even a word I have to think about but I manage to screw it up, Bravo!) women who live together get in sync with each other (I'm hoping you all know what I'm getting at cause I so don't feel like describing it further). Somehow we fixed ourselves, but bandaids don't last for very long and we'll probably pick at the scab. Wow, I don't even know where that came from.

On to the good times! Tonight we decided to take a trip to the mall so that we could find the new Placebo album that we're all dying to hear. One problem, we didn't leave town until 8pm and even though we knew that the mall was going to be closed at 9pm (it's basically a 45 minute drive, give or take)...we headed there anyway. So, no new cd. Reminds me of the time we went to the Green Day concert and stood in the wrong, seeminly endless line for a very very long time, only to be told we were at the wrong door... *another sidenote, isn't it odd how when you're the last person in a long line you feel totally better when other people fill in behind you? It's like "gee, I sure am glad we aren't last anymore", even though no matter what, we're still going to have to wait forever.

So, we went to Red Robin had some shakes and fries, and Cody had a burger (as if it's imperative for you to know this). It was awesome, I'm fairly certain that we appeared to be high. Nearly endless moments of laughter, french fries in milkshakes (McKenzie you're weird), and non-stop "let's insult the hell out of each other" moments; we do that so well. Red Robin has some great advertising. They had a menu card with this phrase, "Consume the shrooms...(there was more to it but I don't remember it)". I was crazy insane before our trip even started. I can't seem to function properly if I spend almost the whole day alone, or at least not interacting with people, regardless of the fact that I've been chilling with my homies most days, you think that'd hold me over. Sad thing, there's nothing about my "alone" day that's worth discussing with anyone, yet somehow I wind up talking non-stop.

Tonight was just one of those moments that you want to keep with you always (there's a song in there somewhere. I mean, that line could be used to fashion a poem/song, not that it made me think of an already sung song). Got to keep those moments around just in case you'll never have them again. I loved every minute of it, even the "Mancala board" incidents, they're what keep us all together, if we had nothing but "Mancala board" moments, it would at least give us something in common. By the way "Mancala board" moments is basically our new term for insulting and bashing each other mercilessly, but I'm pretty sure it's a term reserved only for bashing me...it's actually hilarious and tolerable as long as no one is in "broken down emo kid" mode.

OMG, not only do I talk too much, apparently I "write" too much...I know this won't be any problem for Stephanie, in fact I'm sure she'll enjoy it. Stephanie you speed reader you!

So yeah, anxiety about not being financially secure. I still have no job and now I have a very nearly empty bank account. I do want a job, but I'm scared to death of not having time for friends. It's rather hard for me (the money issue). Usually I'm the one saying, "if you don't have enough money for that energy drink, I'll get it, just pick one out." But now, I feel like a mooch. So Cody, thank you very much for paying for that tank of gas and for taking us out for some treats. It meant a lot. Means even more to me that you two won't let me worry about taking from you, like it's no sweat, that's what friends do. And thank you McKenzie for being the one buying me the energy drinks. You guys are good to me, even in the "Mancala board" moments. As long as we are laughing at those moments I'll know I'm safe and loved by you guys.

We are endless.
We are hopeless and copeless.
But we make it okay.