days off

days off are great. wasn't all the way "off" though. talked with an attorney for 10 minutes about a case. mom probably won't get her kids back. she lets dad choke her. i guess hitting and pushing are okay, but choking is not. she'll probably die. and she fakes surgeries to get pills. six year old cried because foster mom was sick and he thought he wouldn't get dinner. three year old likes to punch other kids in the face with a closed fist. good thing it was only a 10 minute call. that's about all i can take sometimes.

the day got better. went for a bike ride with my sister. had 40 minutes of drama trying to fit my bike in the trunk. tried the bike rack but gave up on that, too. finally rode to meet her instead. was awesome until we ran out of trail and then she got a flat tire. thank god we were close to joe's office. thank god he took his truck to work. don't think our 2 bikes would have fit on his motorcycle.

got my oil changed. my last one was 5892 miles ago. whoops. also need new tires, new battery, coolant flush, air filter, and transmission service. maybe i'll stick with the bike.

finally got a wedding list from my future in-laws. they invited their attorney, accountant, realtor, and loan processor. retarded. they better bring good gifts. they better not expect dom. joe wants dom. i'm going to veto that until my last breath. i'd rather spend the weekend in st. george.

went to a sex toy party. third one this year. not obsessed, just supporting joe's cousin. people are funny. girl next to me would not try anything. not even edible glitter. get over yourself. another girl thought i was 32. obviously the $89 chemical peel was a waste. that bitch better watch her back.

went to a movie with my girlfriend from college and her friends. girls night was good. wish we could have talked more. movie was cute. 500 days of summer. sundance movie. hot girl. hot boy. "not a love story." go see it.

don't know why i'm writing like this. read a blog written like this a few days ago. style must have stuck in my head. don't even like the girl who writes that blog.