April 6th, 2003

hell's kitten

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My mom's off to meet some old friend of hers. I've met him once, about 4 years ago. On her way out the door, she says "he has a 15-year-old son, so if he's with them, I'll call you and you'll come over." Ughhh.....odds are he's a freshman. Freshmen are so little.... I don't want to go, but I guess I will.
hell's kitten

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Oh goody. Mom's giving me more time to do stuff by myself in abq tomorrow. I have to do stuff that she cant be with me while I do them. I have to go by Smith's and buy my BR ticket...if she's with me, she'll wonder why I dont have a LP ticket yet. I have to go by Jay's and see if he has my burnt movies ready yet. She cant be with me because she's completely anti-burned anything. I'm surprised she got us a comp with a cd burner. She gave me a huge lecture when Joby gave me photoshop. I have to go to the mall and hand out an assload of Linkin Park stickers that I'm supposed to hand out. I need to get that done asap because the sticker's advertising their NM tour date, which is just next week. Mom cant be there because I dont think she likes me street-teaming. Anyway, now I have 3 hours to do all that instead of 2. I'm also supposed to go by Laura's, but Mom can come and chat it up with Kathy while I'm there.

The funny part, though, is that she's been trying to see Jay for who knows how long. I see him just about any time I want to. She just goes about it the wrong way. She tells him to meet her at a specific place at a specific time. Jay can't do that. He always forgets. I go by his apartment. He's always there...usually sleeping. Mom just doesn't want to drive the extra 15 minutes it takes to get there.
hell's kitten

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Ugh. That was SO not what I wanted to spend my sunday night doing. This 15-year-old guy...his name's Martin. He had such a horrible sense of humor, and he talked nonstop about nothing. He actually said, "As you'll see, I'm really a very pun guy." He was so much like dick....oh god...it was not fun. I was stuck there for 2 and a half hours. Luckily, none of it was me and him alone. I stuck close to my mom. I didn't have to talk much, and didn't. With dick, richard (martin's dad...my mom's friend), and my mom all at the same table, the conversation held up pretty well on its own.

Now I'm sitting here listening to time4change on the radio, so I'm a little happier now.
Ooh, ryan from m2m just IMed me. Yes, this night is getting better.
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hell's kitten

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Damn, mom and dick are so naive. The subject of...i dont even know what we were talking about, but dick was trying to convince everyone that albuquerque was worse than socorro, and he said something like, "But are there gangs here?" I laughed..."uhh...yeah..." Dick: "But, like, do they do drugs?" I laughed again..."uhh...yeah..." Dick: "But what about the good kids? Don't they turn them in?"