Ramen

I am making ramen before going to the gym. I haven't been in the last three days, and I feel like I'm being lazier than usual. But I'm going to eat some Ramen first that way I have something to think about while I'm there as I have not eaten at all today.
Sad times.

A few things are on my mind, I feel like blogging them out, because after all this is my blog (and Cindys) and I can do that. (And my ramen is done, smells delicious)

First of all, I hate that Nick puts the knives, like steak knives mind you, sharp end up. I always poke myself on one, no matter HOW careful I am being.

Second. My jobs air conditioning is broken. The grossest feeling is being as sweaty as I am every night.

Third. People who lie to you for no good reason. Maybe in their mind it's a good reason, but when you have them repeat it out loud suddenly it seems like not such a good reason? But maybe (probably their lying about that too.) Like, Garrett, is a good example. Garrett, who will tell me that he doesn't read this blog (why oh why did I give him the link?) but always seems to know when I type something negative about him. Spidey senses tingling yet? Mr. Garrett, who told all my friends exactly what I thought of them in some misguided attempt to help me (part one: I did it for you! part two: I did you a favor! part three: I just wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me!). Now, when I called him out about this, I got parts one, two and three in parenthesis followed by, "now I see them for what they really are. I don't even want to be friends with them anymore. I'll probably never talk/hang out with them again."
HAY CINDY! GUESS WHICH PART WAS A LIE?!
Did you say all of it?
You were right!
Are you asking me why I'm still so stupid to believe him? I'm asking myself the same thing.
Now, I am sure he will read this and run off and tattle on me to everyone, and for real, if you do, make sure to include the part about all of you being penis loving homos with not enough combined brains to function properly at a retarded level.
:)

Jasper is laying on my foot, if I move my foot, he will crawl over and lay back on top of it. It's really adorable how much he loves me. Or just wants something warm to lay on. Either way. I'm not picky.

This time next week I will be on my way to see you! ayayaya!

-embee