episode 39.

one word for this entry…. FUCK.

last night i had to attend MADD (mothers against drunk driving) program for probation. 35 fucking dollars. insane. but they have to get paid once a month im sure. anyways i went sat next to my home girl jenny. it was sad. the bitch next to me who i worked with at work program.. wendy.. was crying her eyes out. yeah its sad i agree. i was not a happy camper.. but literally bawling.. it just felt like she craved attention to me. i know i got an easy probation.. but its not easy when you have NO income and 2500 dollar ticket. ive learned my lesson. i will never get fucked up and drive again. that is for sure. i don’t know why but she just annoyed me. the only person crying in the room. blah. it was a sad story but damn i couldn’t concentrate at all. but it was a well deserved hour of sadness. i didnt express my sympathy.. but i was definitely interested and took it in for what its worth.

after madd.. i know i know… i went to the bar. it was so snowy out and icy and shitty. i bought a bucket of beer. mondays are my favorite show nights cause the BEST shows come on =] so i just planned on drinking a bucket then going home. that didn’t happen. i met a guy there Aaron. we got to talking whatever. he bought me beers and he even bought me smokes.. but after my bucket he asked me to stay longer so i did.. but i HAD to drop my car at home.

we did that and walked back up to the pub. i didn’t realize that we closed the bar. the bartender alayna drove me home. that guy i was with tried taking me home. thank god for my beautiful bartenders. i was in NO state to spend the night with someone i don’t know. she made him walk and threw me in her car. i had lost my car key. and my phone. i knew this. when i got home i crashed the fuck out. woke up in panic.. looking everywhere. the phone is gone. drove back up to the pub looking for it. nope. cindy the owner took my house number down.. she called me back and said she found my car key outside.. YAY.

drove back up to the bar.. grabbed my key. drove home looking everywhere. the fucking phone is gone..

i got on facebook and blasted that my phone was missing. im actually kind of glad its gone. i messaged ryan first.. were still talking now.. ill post the conversation later.. its cute tho. im so pissed about my phone tho. a piece of me is missing.. gahh. i guess its a sign.. people told me that aaron was known to be shady and steal things. go figure. at least i got my car key. my moms gonna be pissed. oh well. guess im on the hunt for a new phone.. and job now. JOY. i hated that phone anyway. it was SO slow running android and the keyboard was fucking up.

i need keyboards i hate touchscreens. but overall im glad my drunk ass got separated from aaron. thanks to my amazing hot ass bartender. and im glad the owner of the pub found my car key. and are still looking for my phone. good stuff.

and im glad ryan is talking to me through facebook.. since thats all i have. maybe he can spend some of that money on me ;] ohhh this is gonna be good..

now to get my mind off it im going to make some bad ass food for myself and watch my amazing shows that taped last night.. sooo many to pick from!

thanks for all of the loving notes.. since i dont have a phone rikki cant call me at all. even scotty cant call me. this is a beautiful thing. im feeling better about it already. maybe i should go without a phone for a while.. til i get a job and buy my own.. that way rikki will REALLY leave me alone and i can keep my number.. ohh the possibilities.. and scotty wont ever find me.. but theres always that chance of running into me though our best friends.. and i know he has a habit of driving past my house checking up on my car and if im home or not.

theres a new layer of snow and no more scottys footprints up to my window. my room is clean and now no more phone.. im feeling better about it already. =]

-L