
Okay, so it's way past time for a post. I realize this. But routine is not in my vocabulary.
Anyways, let's see. Well it's July now, meaning that summer is halfway over! Boo :( But my roomie Jessica gets here on Friday, yay!, which is also the Fourth of July, which is the day that I have to work 7 - 6 (11 hours...sick), but is also the day that we're all biking to dinner and then to fireworks! YAY so it should be a fun day! I'm super stoked. Jimmy and James finished working on my bike today, so it's all set to go, though James seems to wanna keep working on the rear wheel. Really I just want to ride. It's so weird, like, if there is a day that I go without riding, I get all sad and gloomy. Can I get a witness? lol... Oh p.s. this picture is a little bit outdated, cause I have a sweet new front wheel on it t


What else? Let's see, my roommates got hamsters, and one of them had 8 babies. Well, this is all fine and grand, but the mom escaped from her cage, and now we can't find her! So there's a rat running around somewhere either in our house or out in cruel nature, with 8 babies that are probably going to die. Oh well, c'est la vie.
In better news, I went to Myrtle beach last week with the family and it was surprisingly fun! I love

I don't get why guys that see you randomly in public and will probably never see you again in their lives hit on us girls. I mean, maybe that is exactly why, they think "oh, what's the harm, I'll probably never see her again." Or maybe they are just so stupid that they think they would actually have a chance. Well here's a tip guys: when you do that, we think you're ridiculous. Seriously. If you are handing me a movie ticket, your pickup line is not going to work. All I care about is getting to my seat with my Icee and watching Steve Carell make a fool of himself. Stop flirting, I am walking right past you. Which by the way, Get Smart was way funnier than I was expecting. Anyways. It's not that it makes me mad, I just think it's dumb. My roommate came home today and told me that a random stranger came up to her in the parking lot of food lion, asked her her name and number, hugged her, kissed her on the forehead, and then she left. Thats a little more drastic than my encounter, but my point is simply this: what is the matter with guys? haha I know, I know, you're not all bad............whatev.
Oh, oops that may resemble a rant :)
I love my house. Can I just say that? Well, I guess technically it's not my house, I share it with 3 other people, but it's just so nice to have a place to come back to every day and crash! A place where I can have as many friends over as I want, and a place where I can cook fabulous food in our very own kitchen. ahhh. God is so good, He sure has blessed me. Seriously, when I think about how comfortably I live, I feel ashamed. I do not deserve anything less than death, and yet he has decided to give me more than I could have ever dreamed. Sweet mysteries.
Working at a bike store is dangerous. I seriously want to buy everything. It's a catch 22. You wanna work doing something you love, but if you do that you'll end up spending all your money on it. What's a gal to do?
I really hope that hamster doesn't poop everywhere.
I am so glad that people are coming back into town! I've missed my friends so much!! YAAYY :)
I think my ADD is kicking in soooo...
Til next time! :)
p.s. I think comments are what motivate me to post. So in the words of the mystical disembodied voice of field of dreams "If you comment, she will post"...or something along those lines.

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(bahaha. its me! karen. i have a blogspot. yep. bye.)
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