dishcloths

i hate it when i'm with a group of people who are good friends or have had an experience together and talk about all these inside jokes or past events, but don't bother to fill me in. i find that rude. i feel at liberty to say this because its something i'm very conscience to not do to others. i remember joy telling me once when my friend jodi was visiting from ottawa when i was around 16 that i should always explain to her what me & my friends were talking about so she didn't feel left out and that has always stuck with me.

my relationship with joy is unusual. she helped raise me. and i'm grateful to her for that. she's only 3 years older than me, but about 90% of the time when i say "my parents" i'm referring to mom and joy.

it hit me yesterday that living room is over. that makes me sad. i really enjoyed it. i hope everyone else did too.

so i'm quiting the Y, but before i do, i'd like to use my last free guest pass to take a friend to play squash. who wants to come with me??

melissa said yesterday that i'm a good sloucher. what does that mean do you think?? i was telling this to a man at work and asked him if that was a compliment or an insult. he said it didn't sound like a compliment. but really, melissa is a sweet girl and i don't think she meant anything mean by it. its true, i do like to sprawl on chairs. i don't think i'm capable of sitting properly. but i don't think that constitutes slouching, except for when i'm slouching.

melinda's friend "goat paul" is scared of me. i find that so amusing. he finds me intimidating. i don't know why! i'm nothing but friendly to him. jeepers!!

i'm late for bed. and usually that results in me being late for work. although, today i was up bright an early, but got caught up in reading an email from meghan than sat on my bed looking out my window for quite a while. and got there late. i'm not blaming meghan or even my bed for that matter. its just the facts. i'm stating the cold hard facts. now i must go...

hallelujah seems to be the only word.