Well then. I suppose I should update since some crazy shizzy has happened lately. We'll start with my birthday which was on the fifteenth for all you fuckers who forgot... yea, there were a lot of you damnit. Went to church with Phil in the morning, then he took me shopping. I got a the Used poster, some earrings and a few other things. Then I finished cleaning the house, picked Janelle up from work, picked up some pop and chips and went back home. Few people showed and I went on a liquer run... I didn't even get ID'd! Woohoo! Came back, party was getting into full swing, so I dressed up, got sexy and partied it up. I got lots of pictures... you can find them at: http://spaces.msn.com/members/tashalaughs/ They are grand. So there was much dancing. Much Geoff getting pissed and puking in my kitchen. Lots of making out... sometimes between the same sex. I won't get into that though. Cigars, booze, dancing, and eventually talking, movie watching, and me deciding that since most of the people were gone, I could now get drunk. Drunkeness occured with my femme-bots, and those would be the pictures of me no longer looking quite so sexy. Lots of falling off chairs, breaking chairs, cup-penises, bum smacking, fireplace humping. The usual. Dan apparently came by and left a gift for me with Tim. It was a card and chocolates. Nice and thoughtful. Thanks Dan if you're reading this. Phil wanted to kick his ass, but Phil said and did a lot of fucked up and dumb shit that night, so that was the least of my worries. I eventually crawled into bed after participating in the group molestation of Erin and then running into the street to tell him I wanted to have his babies? I don't remember this too well, I'm just going by what people have told me. Then I ran home and hid so Phil wouldn't kill me... or something. Don't remember. So bedtime. People found places to sleep. In my parents room, Kayley's room... freaky shit man!

      Woke up the next morning with a mild hangover. Janelle and Crysta made everyone breakfast and I drove to Save-On to buy some chocolate milk. People left around noon, and I went to work at 3:45 to midnight. I slacked off and I was working with Candace and Candace didn't get some of her stuff done. Next day... at work, my left arm went numb up to my elbow, then my vision got really blurry and I got a headache that was pretty intense, so Roger drove me home. The day after that at work, Roger and Sandra came in specifically to talk to me. They were accusing me of always being lazy and never doing any work. Roger said that he was "just being nice" when he was going to let me come home on weekends while I was at school to work, and now I would have to choose between work and school. Then he got all pissy cause I was trying to keep a straight face, so he kept yelling and asking "do you even want this job!?" It was... lame. So when I got out of the meeting I was shaking, and I got my resignation letter out of my locker and gave it to him. Oh, and then he came up to me and was like, "go home right now," and I was like what? And he said Oh, I thought you wanted to leave May 17, not June. Hahaha, stupid biatch!

      Um, So I avoided work like the plague after that. I went to Victoria for the day the Saturday after, and saw my Grandparents. Nana helped me with the photo album I'm making for mom, and then they took me out for dinner at Montana's. Thankfully the server forgot it was my birthday dinner, so I didn't have to wear the moose antlers. Uhhh, since then I have done lots of shopping with Janelle. I've been to Westwood to tan and swim lots. I went to Swylana with Janelle, Crysta, Phil, Chelsea, Alex, etc. We played on the playground and Janelle, Crysta and I went for a walk. Phil freaked out cause he didn't know where I was... which was retareded. Then we went to Timmy's and then home. That was yesterday.

      Today I went to Stock Exchangers to see Janelle and Crysta and their mommy (whom I love dearly) and I bought a hotdog... no wait, it was free. I chilled there for a bit until Phil was done work, then I went to get him so we could go to the beach. Picked him up, went back to see Janelle and get pop, then headed to Westwood. I got in the water and Phil was taking a long time, so I came up to him, and he said not to splash him, so I was goofing off and of course, I splashed him, and he completely freaked out, started swearing at me, and pushed and held me under the water. I had no air whatsoever in my lungs, and I thought I was going to pass out. I had the worst asthma attack after. He finally let me go, and like all these people and kids in the water and on the beach were looking at us. I grabbed my things and got in my car and drove away. I could barely breathe still. I went back to see Janelle and Crysta cause there was nowhere else to go, plus I know I can talk to them. So I told them what happened. Eventually Phil walked by on his way home and asked if he could talk to me, but Barb told him to keep walking. So I stayed with them until they closed. "Are those handles?" Oh man Janelle, I can see why you like Kevin. Good times were had, and I forgot all about my troubles. Janelle's coworkers are hilarious and I generally got burned quite a bit about everything. Plus I actually burned my back :( After we closed, Janelle and I went back to her house for a quick dip in the pool, then I left to go home and get ready for work.

      Course, Phil is there when I get home, sitting on my front doorstep. I ignored him and went inside, locked myself in. He kept knocking on the door, so I called Janelle. Barb offered to pick me up for work, but I thought I would be fine so I said no. I finally went outside and Phil tried to stop me from moving anywhere or getting into my car. He asked me if we were over, and I said yes, and he started crying and asking if he hurt me and shit. Finally after threatening to phone the fucking cops, Phil get's out of my way, his stuff goes out the window of my car, and I got to work, ten minutes late, in tears, becuase... I don't know. He got so angry over me splashing him that he held me under water. I have asthma... I swallowed so much water, I thought I was going to be sick. So Michelle and Candace let me sit around for a while, and eventually, my mood picked up and the night went by quickly. I was really cheerful for some reason. It was weird. I fucking get the cream of the crop don't I? Why can't things just work out between me and Nathan. I need a gentel, laid back guy. Nathan is that guy. He's the one for me. If I can think of anything else that happened, I'll let you know, but for now, this is enough writing for one night.
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