Current mood:

amused

"24 beers in a case, 24 hours in a day. Coincidence? I think not."
wow, an actual update...

Honestly (and no offense to those who do), i just lost the time of day to post anymore, let alone even keep up with other people journals...
But of course, it's my lovable little evil rabbit that brought me back to LJ again ;) No really... I had a question about some of his whiskers an behold... I turn to LJ (more specifically the Bunny Owners community haha) for help, and damn did they supply ;). And subsequently became aware of how much I had missed it.

I guess I always figured no one reads this shit (which they probably still don't lol), and i haven't had anything to write for "myself" lately... But then i thought of some people i know that write journals to inform the world of their life's updates, I sure as hell am important enough to do it too ;)

I have a *totally* new job... I'm cleaning pools! Don't laugh... much. Basically i'm SICK SICK SICK SICK SICK of the waitressing bussiness, but i'm not happy to settle for the $10/hr home deopt cashier or $9/hr receptionist job after the kind of money that brings in. And i'm just sick of working on other peoples schedules anyway... so... my new awesomest job... I work whatever the fuck hours i want, bitches! I have 70 houses i have to clean a week at $10 per house... Each house takes about 30 minutes and most of them are right next to each other... Even including driving time, I'm making $15-$20 an hour. Depending on my speed about 35 hours a week. I clean them whenever i want (except for some people who require their pool be cleaned friday for the weekend). The guy who owns the company lends me a company truck and pays for gas and all supplies. The work is a bit grueling, but I like being outside and deciding what days I want to work hard and what days I want off ;)

I'm doing a manatee conservation project for a pre-school class on monday. Wish me luck! haha, actually i'm rather excited about it. In the interest of more money, it's a good way to hook up some high paying babysitting jobs (its an expensive private pre-k school so the parents have $$). Go manatees!

And on a really happy note, i'm not scared to be in my apartment without moral support anymore! I was pretty tentative, but in the end i'm really happy I moved. These girls are hilarious. I live with a total surfer girl from naples who's really friendly and funny, a girl from wellington who knows about the horse community over there and is always up for pizza and a movie, and well my other roommate... she's really nice! She really doesn't have any other redeeming qualities haha, she's really great to have around b/c she's so sweet and loves to go out and do things (like Margarita Grill's karaoke night!) but certainly not the brightest crayon in the box. I never thought I'd have to explain to anyone that the movie The Patriot (mel gibson) was a about the war with england... not America's Civil war. Ah well, she gets a kick out of herself when she does soemthing silly like that. A beautiful thing, not to feel trapped in your own home, isn't it? Not to mention the food! One of my roomies is quite the chef i might say and always makes enough to share.

Ever since my birthday, my eyes were really opened in regards to a 'friend' i lived with, and although things got better for a while and i forgot about all that drama, i soon found myself... not really liking anything about her anymore. I always wondered what it was about her that made me want to be her friend so much, and i guess i never found the answer because i suddenly just lost the desire. I found myself annoyed (and eventually spiteful) with her constant updates on her own life while she would never manage to ask how my life was, or the weekend trip she knew i'd taken had gone, or what *I* would like to do if we had some free time together, or how my job was - she'd always just announce how things were going for her at work and with guys and all that shit and how her ever-changing mood was caused by this (and of course in an attempt to be her friend if she's be so nice as to allow me i was expected to listen). I found myself little by little looking at her while she was talking to me and wondering why i owed it to her to be attentive. Especially when she'd talk about how great her body was. It's not that it bothered me that she was proud of herself (hell i wish i had that kind of confidence with her body - i sure as hell don't have it with mine), but how she always managed to make it sound like she was putting me down. It became so notorious that she would do it, more than once my boyfriend and i had to look away from each other to keep from laughing when she'd talk about it. She was rude to me when she felt like it, allowed me to be her friend when she felt like it, and god help me if i felt like anything else! Her opinion was golden, and although too "mature" to argue with someone over a matter of opinion, she'd simply shut up and not talk to you if she didn't like what you were saying and she couldn't show you that you were wrong (and for whatever reason i was hung up on being her friend so i didn't want to piss her off so i guess i'd just go along with it). At any rate, she made me uncomfortable to be in my own home... i never knew if i was going to open the door to a friend or a nightmare, and my heart became overjoyed when i saw that her car wasn't in the parking lot. Like anyone, i have my problems and bullshit to deal with, but she made me feel like i wasn't worth being a friend to when it was inconvenient. In the end i guess i realized that it never was a friendship... I was allowed to be hers when she felt like it. Just should have realized it sooner. Living with her was her way or no way (as i learned when our other roommate didn't do what she wanted all the time), which makes me laugh now... Before coming to the apartment, she said that she was worried that she couldn't live with many people. Ironically enough, she can. Other people just can't live with her.


Oh, and before i forget, i should show off some pics taken with my NEW digital camera (my daddy spoiled me this birthday!)

looking all innocent after he just took a nibble on my pink shorts (featured to the innocent bunny's left)

and a very adorable close up:



oh, and speaking of b-day gifts (hey so this is like 2 months late), i'll use my b-day present of a digital camera to photograph some of the other things i got (marc got me a gorgeous amethyst and diamond heart ring, my dad got me a bracelet from tiffany's, my brother got me a flask, etc etc)

oh and speaking of stufff... i've beeen a really good girl about going to the gym lately!! yay! buh bye cubby bum!