I’m feeling all meloncoly and mushy and crap. I’m so ready to be settled down. I want the husband and kids, a family to share and live life with. I keep wanting to take peoples babies and hold them. :) They’re just so darn cute, hard work, but cute.
On another note, I’ve decided giving up asking to be seen. It’s just going to have to happen or not at all. PERIOD. And on that note I’m going to bed. This is a short non making sense note, but that’s ok. Cause that’s just me.
So I’m back in Oregon. I got sent home because I hurt my back at work and the doctor listed me as not fit for duty. It was such a stupid injury too. I was pulling the knife rack down off the shelf above the sinks, yes it was heavy and over my head but so what, I do it all the time. Well this time, I pull it down and my body does some kind of weird twist. Next thing I know I’m in pain and left arm won’t lift past my elbow. *sigh* needless to say, I continue working for 2 days until the mere touch of someone sends me into tears. I got sent to the doctor. He tells me I almost popped my rib out, but not quite. I just have a bad strain. He doesn’t want me to lift more than 10 pounds, no bending and no straining. He says basically no being a server. For at least 5 days. So I got sent home when I got back to the boat. Flying home today was TORTURE!! Not only did everyone who walked by me in the aisle feel the need to jar me, but the last 15 minutes of the flight to Portland was nothing but turbulance. EWWWWWW
Anyways, I’m at my parents house now and I want to go to sleep. K? K!! NIGHT
ok, time to update you for a bit. First let me tell you about my worst day ever. That would be Monday. I wake up in Monterey and get ready for the car ride back to Oakland. Then entire 2 hours my stomach is all bubbly and annoying me. So I get to the airport and all of the sudden I have green diarehea. It was really gross and annoying. So I’m flying home feeling neasous and grody and sucking down ginger ale on the plane. Marcel picks me up and takes me home. On the way we get a flat tire. Like 5 minutes from the house. Well he’s never changed a tire before and he didn’t have a jack, so I called Chris and had her bring me hers. And then I tought him to change his first tire. Precious. So I get home and I’m helping Chris do some rush work and I’m all dizzy and cross eyed and shit. I finish and I go to my room and unpack. THE AIRLINES SMASHED MY LAPTOP SCREEN. This means no more laptop for me. I call the airlines to start a claim and they tell me it most likely won’t be replaced because it was a ala cart check and not a regular checked bag. Needless to say I’m pissed as hell and bored out of my skull without it. To top off this wonderful day around 9pm I start getting these severe stomach pains. Like I’m literally laying on the bathroom floor curled in a ball with tears streaming down my face. Needless to say I ended up in the emergency room for 6 hours. Food Poisioning. :) Yay right? So that was my day …. how was yours.
On a happy note the wedding weekend was great. Lots of fun and stuff. Glad I went. It was great to see old friends and meet new ones. 
I won’t be online for a while. I go back to the boat on Saturday and I’m not sure when I’ll get to a computer again. So for now, enjoy life. I hope to be back soon.
Just a quick midnight update. Yael and Robert’s wedding was beautiful, sweet and so much fun. Weddings depress me, but I reached and maintained my happy twisted state. So things were great after that. It’s been fun here, but I’m glad to be going home to see Marcel tomorrow. :) Not to mention I have a million and ten things to take care of before I leave again on Sat.
I never thought I’d be 26 and still single and seeing all my younger friends getting married, but such is life. Good night, I’m basically drunk and exhausted. I’ll be uploading the pics when I get home tomorrow.
So like um, I’m sitting in the PDX airport and this chicks voice on the intercom is annoying the hell outta me. I don’t even know why. Maybe it’s because she sounds so damn chipper. At 5:40am. Bastard. I really hate chipper people really early in the morning. :D Of course after my 5 Hour Energy drink I’m one of them. MUAHAHAHAHA …. good times. But that’s only on the boat. It’s fun scaring people in the morning. It makes me giggle seeing the fear on their face and in their eyes.
There’s also this dude pacing back and forth right next to me and he’s annoying as hell. It’s like sit the hell down and just twitch or something.
I had to catch a cab this morning, $50. Marcel was supposed to drop me off this morning, but his brother pulled one of his disappearing acts, so he’s got to deal with family drama. I hope they find him soon. I’m really annoyed that I didn’t get to see him yesterday, but oh well, there’s nothing I can do about it. Something about that man makes him irresistible to me. He’s just so fricking cute and nerdy!! Makes me giggle like a dork.
HAHA, so I’m looking out the window and this guy is walking by picking his nose. Ummm, so not attractive, in other words, GROSSSSSSS. People are yucky.
Chris’s fiancee/man/idiot like person has some dude that wants my broke down car. So now I gotta apply for a lost title thingy when I get home so I can transfer the ownership. Todd lost my other one. I’m sure Chris will be glad to finally get it out of her driveway. At least it’s something I wont have to deal with after next week.
I plan on putting all my shit in storage on Thursday. I’m about 98% packed. The rest of it is stuff that I gotta push into a trash bag for storage, like my bedding and pillows and stuff. I’m really going to hurt after carrying up all those boxes and stuff. My hip is going to be KILLING me. I have no doubt, always happens after I spend a day moving. Who knows, maybe this time will be different? Yeah, I didn’t think so either. I’ll basically be doing it all by myself too. Chris is supposed to help me with the heavy stuff. All like 4 items of them. The entertainment center and desk have to be broken down anyways, so that’s something I’ll probably end up doing that on my own anyways. It’s my bed and cedar chest that I’ll really need help with. Oh yeah, and my dresser too. Everything else is basically tolerable for me. The joys of being a strong, independent woman.
Welp, I think I’ve pretty much run out of my morning airport randomness. I kinda just wanna sit here and space out like a dork now. 
