i've some time..

hopefully this does not erase my entry. After clicking on post new blog entry (or something), my entire old entry came up dated for yesterday. So snook, if we lose my last entry, it's okay.. In sum, it was simply excitement for you, and half serious advice. It's snowing outside. We have maybe 4-6 inches so far.. I'm not going to school this morning, even though I should. Grandpa George has his prep today for surgery (getting the gook out of his arteries, and circulation back into his legs).. that's how he explains it. so i'm skipping school and watching snow until i head down there to play with kids. I'm looking forward to seeing my old co-workers at the store. Starts up again in about two weeks. I need the change, I have a following at empire now, only it's mostly for delivery and it's not the same as the old Ralph's following.. it's old men who want me to bring them food. People literally call up and say, "Can you send the girl?". I've been spending more in gas than ever before. I've made a friend named Jon-er. He's a pit attendant who immigrated here from Turkey. I tell him all the time that i'm gonna' stuff his mouth with Turkey and throw him in the oven. He pleads for his life, it's great. heather almost was arrested over a bar of soap. Joshua has learned to make muscles under his shirt with plastic bags. Jenny asked me to marry her brother. I finally told her the truth about myself, I just can't believe it took a marriage proposal to do so. haha. i haven't been hitting the bar scene that much recently. I realized that once not only Katie's but also becket's, graftin street, and the eagles pub all recognized my face, that i'd spent too much time and money at these places. So, i'm hoping that Keith and I can hit up a gay club in the city that he goes to. I'm excited about it because i've never been to one before, and I have no where on the island (that isn't grimy) to get away from all the straight people. Jeryl set me up an appointment with Martha babcott (or something like that), all I know is she's in Huntungton village and I have time to learn her name and address. Heather Elly Amanda and I got drunk the other night and ran around town Screaming everything Jack Off Jill, and Eye of the tiger, Ave maria, Oh penelope, and buried alive by love. it was hystetrical. We couldn't remember most of the lines, so we improvised and came up with the funniest, craziest shit ever. But I woke up yesterday morning feeling like crap. I could squeak, but I could not talk.. I drove like a zombie. Jenny called me on every delivery to ask me where i was. (I'm now the delivery queen.. i'll do 1-2/3 of the deliveries of the day in the four or five hours of shift.) For instance, the other day the new guy took 20 deliveries throughout the entire day (12 hours), in 2 1/2 hours I took 11. later on that night I took another 14. It was tip heaven that night. I payed off a quarter of my credit card, haha. My teachers this semester are awesome. Instead of ignoring me if I raise my hand too much.. if nobody in class is willing to answer, most of my teachers let me give a go now. My british Lit. teacher and I had a mid-class discussion about the "sick rose" by Blake. He and I both have a tendancy to make mountains out of mole hills, and though the poem is so short, and it's not hard to interpret, we went on. We began this stream of tangents and by the time class was over, we'd completely averted the days intended discussion and he had to revise the syllabus. Well, it's time for me to warp impressionable young minds. I love you and i'll talk to you soon beautiful. goodnight sleep tight.

Smithtown, United States