life has actually been really busy lately. i wish i could get back into writing in this as often as i used to.

i have been on vacation from work all week. i didn't do much except hang out with friends and stay in bed till at least 2pm every day. this is sorta what went down:

sunday: me and billie got chipotle and went to our special park to eat and talk about hating humanity. we went to akron to see texas terri at the lime spider. we drove around downtown akron shooting the place up with a capgun. hated everything.

monday: me, beth, amy, billie and my brother mike went to the zoo. we kept seeing a gang of trashy, smelly teenage kids that we called "the stinkers." when i asked what their gang sign would be, i turned around just as me, beth and amy all held our noses at the same time. classic. i hung out with sean for the first time in like a month. we rented a movie that made us really depressed, and i think he was so sad that it made him leave. or else he just hates me.

tuesday: andrew's improve nite. always a good time, especially this week. saw courtney, amy, tony, ben, andy, peter, kace, etc. beth and i joked with andrew about making trading cards of all the people that take part in the improv, because we have favorites and nicknames for them and stuff. little matt came over and we sat around being sassy and he got me a free rootbeer especially for me.

wednesday: gillespie came over to watch "stella" with me and beth.

thursday: i got ditched by my friend from work, so that meant no "napoleon dynamite" for me. beth and i went to pizza hut instead and played ridiculous songs on the jukebox and hated life together.

friday: i woke up because the neighborhood kids were screaming outside my window. they were playing truth or dare, and daring each other to jump out in front of passing cars. ha. i visited beth at work and we had lunch together. saw will. went birthday shopping and i bought myself the "reno 911!" season one dvd. andrew, ben and kace stopped over. ben used the front porch bubby exit and kace used the fart chair and it WORKED PERFECTLY for the first time ever. i always spoil the surprise and tell people that it's the fart chair, or else they notice it before they sit down. not this time. then beth and i went to party it up in the flats with angie, the mailman, bob, etc. for danas birthday. drunks and sleazy guys and slutty girls and terrible dance music -- what more could i ask for? the kid i used to have a crush on a few semesters back at school, thats what. yesss.

saturday: today i went with beth and amy to lakeside, ohio to see the turtles. it was our 4th time seeing them. we actually walked around lakeside and played by the beach and it didn't seem nearly as scary as it did when we went there two years ago. the show was fun and now tristan gets to play "outside chance" during the set, so that was neat.

even though i mentioned the word "hate" more times in this entry than ever before, it was a nice vacation.

i read the following quote in a book that i got from the library the other day. it made me feel like less of a freak for still letting things get to me every once in a while when i hear a song on the radio or drive past a certain parking lot or any one of a thousand things that snap my heart back into my chest like a rubberband: