I got my new mark 3 days ago. Jax sponsored the I-want-a-new-tattoo fund, so I took Cincinnati’s drawing of a swirly butterfly that she made for my metamorphosis cards and put it on my right heel. I love it. There are many wonderful symbolic things about the butterfly, where it is, how it’s shaped that are important to me, so I feel very lucky to have had the opportunity to get it as soon as I did. Thanks Jax!!!

Made it through Glee with The Club and tomorrow Miranda and I begin the sex and the city marathon. She’s never seen any episodes, is my understanding, and I just can’t have that!

I’m reading 3 books right now and Stephanie gave me a bag load of more books to read. I’m excited, but I told her I probably wouldn’t get done with them all very quickly. She handed me the bag and I said I’ll give them back in 5 years. But to pass my reading score from last year, it will be very helpful. I know most people that enjoy reading, or have time for a book can finish it in a day, week at the most. So reading ten whole books last year may not be a big deal to them – but it is/was to me. And I’m excited about continuing.

Two more weeks of shows, this week and next week and that’s it. It has been fun so far, the normal bit of community theatre egos, inside jokes, and draahma has made its way in, but nothing we can’t handle.

Mardi Gras was last night and I got HAMMERED. Getting so drunk that I don’t remember certain things is crazy. Like I’m LITERALLY missing pieces from my life. Moments that I have no recollection of, and then there’s the pictures. Nothing stupid or crazy but I stuff like I don’t remember singing a duet with BoyfriendJenn, but the pictures say we do. And I know I signed up for What About Love by Heart and I remember singing the first line, but I don’t remember the rest of the song…woops.

And today I was craving chocolate milk, so I got some. Like magic.

Every year around Valentines Day I give blood. This hasn’t been for many many year, but a few years none the less. I would only miss if I got a tattoo, or was sick so I make sure I go as soon as I can. It is that time again. But I have a cold, and I’m thinking about getting a tattoo. hahahaha. party.

I kind of miss having experiences to write about. I go back and look at old entries and I would vent about people, and work, and money and things. And I would also tell me love stories my movie quotes and movie reviews, I made stuff up – like “Toy Talk” which I kind of miss. But as of late, I feel I have little to say. Maybe right now I’m just not supposed to say much? The (small) problem I have with that is if I don’t write anything then I won’t have anything to look back on . I kind of like having this livejournal with years and years of posts. Albeit sometimes few and far between, i WANT something there. I used to come home almost every night from work when i lived in Burbank and sit with Peach (member Peach, my PC? aawwwww) and check all my emails and accounts then recap on the days’ ins and outs.

I guess I could do that but I don’t feel NEARLY as inspired or speedy..or like I actually have anything to say. So I babble, instead. Babble, babble, babble.

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Last night was BoyfriendJenn’s birthday. We had a show, a buy-out ; so it’s not open to the public, then we came back to her house. Honeybear was already asleep and mr. gutter picked up in the living room a bit. We got home and I sprayed down the bathroom so it looked better. Then Valor, Ari & Angie came over and we had chips n salsa con queso, watched Jeff Dunham (Arguing with myself) and had drinks. I think we finished off 4 bottles of alcohol. Granted these bottles were not full and brand new, but all were at least half full. I took some pics, as usual (with Ruby, my newest camera. I’ve had her for a year now yay) and threatened to post some that people didn’t like. Don’t you love that? Capturing something, people hate it and so now you have some kind of blackmail?…mmuuahahahahaha. cough cough.

I am getting over a cold. Although it feels like it’s mostly moved to my right ear, I have a small cough still and my eyes water for no reason. But they do this all the time. Water for no reason. Bree-Ann thinks I may have a light alergy, could be I suppose.

Dr. G wants me to get my thyroid checked, but I don’t really have the funds for that so I’ll have to wait.

I went to the gym again today. Third time this week! Today did 25 minutes on the Treadclimber, a few squats and lunges using the bosu ball and some pilates ab work. When I left I couldn’t feel my legs. I didn’t think I pushed that hard. I don’t think I’ll be terribly, or uncomfortably sore, but I’m tired for SURE. I may take a nap soon. I have a show tonight, so I’ll need my energy.

I have been hanging out with Kaza a bit here and there. Normally in the evening with her and her daughter, Naya. It seems most people I know have kids. Most of my friends have kids. It’s weird but totally normal at the same time. Shrug. It’s nice to still have the friends I have always had.

I still love John Mayer – of course. And his music plays in my car all the time. When..WHEN I move to NY I’ll meet him and we’ll find we are perfect for each other just as we are and we’ll get hitched, pop a few kids, travel and be bi-coastal. All of this in the next 10 years or so. weeeee.

I can only breathe out of one nostril – dont’ you hate that?

I’m contemplating writing a comedy routine and perhaps entitling it “that’s not okay” but we’ll see.

Welcome February 2010.

Thus far I have seen the gym more this year total than I did last year total, but it’s not consistent. There will be consistency.

Thus far I have slept on a bed twice and my friends couch the remainder of the time but “good” sleep hasn’t existed too much. There will be good sleep.

Thus far I have eaten what my friend(s) provide. And I am thankful. I have, however, been approved for a “magic food card” and I will be able to provide food for myself. There will be healthy choices.

Thus far I have been in one play. It is running right now and I received a fairly nice mention in a review. There will be stages.

Thus far I have seen few clients and need to do more marketing to get more people to come in. There will be success.

Thus far I have been introduced to Glee, new books/series and recapped on some “oldies” but “goodies” ie he’s just not that into you. There will be introductions.

Thus far I have cleaned poop off the floor twice. There will be potty training.

Thus far I have seen my sister the most of my siblings, followed by smurf then the rikster. I wish we could have more sibling time. There will be family time.

Thus far I have let go of some people in my life that were not lifting me up, but pulling me down. But to balance that I have also, thus far, began hanging out with Kaza. Someone who was not in my life for a few years. There will be balance.

Thus far I have watched every episode of Heroes and view some characters differently. Paths will do that to you. There will be change.

Thus far I have sent my resume out numerous times. Well into the double digits. To which only one interview has surfaced but no job in line. There will be opportunities.

Thus far there is no love interest. The Universe and Nature are focusing on my mental, emotional and physical wellness and not allowing me to be distracted. There will be healing.

Thus far I have auditioned for one school. There were four, than three, and in the end I only truly wanted one. I have applied and auditioned. There will be a response.

Thus far I have seen a counselor once. I will see her every week. There will be understanding.

Thus far I have come up with three tattoos I want and I know where I want them to go. There will be permanency.

And thus far, being vulnerable hasn’t been that bad. it IS hard to vulnerable to myself, to anyone that cares or anyone that could care. It is a risk but a lesson and somehow I am finding more strength and support once I give myself permission to be vulnerable. There will be risks. There will be lessons.

Then without looking at the “past” as it were, that I have experienced “thus far,” this, is apparently what will happen::::

There will be consistency.
There will be good sleep.
There will be healthy choices.
There will be stages.
There will be success.
There will be introductions.
There will be potty training. haha
There will be family time.
There will be balance.
There will be change.
There will be opportunities.
There will be healing.
There will be response.
There will be a understanding.
There will be permanency.
There will be risks.
There will be lessons.

After reading it like that it looks like there will be transitions, but they are all positive steps. Something, thus far, wasn’t as present.

There will be presence.

Today I agreed to let you see me and say goodbye. We met at Cafe Andreines. I chose this place because this is where you asked me to be your girl. Not gentlemanly like by any means, not with flattery, or romance with brut, bluntness – a part of your charm…at the time.

I let you sit there and apologize to me. You were clean shaven and your hair was pulled back like I always liked it. Your blue eyes stared at me as your tossed your half smile on your rugged face towards me when I entered the room in my black rain coat and $5 prada wallet Miranda bought me at Goodwill. You had a 16 oz something, and we sat on a couch, a brown couch and you spoke to me.

I don’t know what you said.

You said you were sorry.
You said you missed me.
You said you wish you could go back and start over from the first moment you asked me to be your girlfriend.
You asked me if I remembered the night *I* hurt you, and you didn’t touch me – of course I do, I was there. I crossed my OWN boundary and limit. You pushed me there and I have decided to take that control back.

At the end of your continuance and repetition of missing me, telling me I was the most important person in the world to you how much you loved me, you loved the good time we had etc etc. I eventually stopped you and told you the most important reason I can never be with you.

You lied to me.
About HER.
About a woman I asked you to give up communication to, a woman you lied to me about contacting up to that very last day I saw you. Up to that day Wednesday December 30, 2009. And it is more the lying that I could never try again with you, or trust you than it is the abuse. The abuse verbally, emotionally, mentally and physically I believe I could, and can, always heal from, learn from and move forward from.

You are a liar.
And that is how I will always remember you.
And your touch…the last time you had and ever will touch me was pushing me towards the stairs to get out of your house, while I made that life changing phone call.

You threw a fit when I said I never wanted to see you again, and you got up and said goodbye and stormed off in your always dramatic way of trying to make a point and have the last word ,to which I responded as I knew I would. A roll of the eyes, standing up lifting my hood back over my head to protect myself, and heading for my car, with no regrets and no more feelings for you.

And true to form, moments after the rain began to hit my bare hands and hood, you chased after me and I ignored your voice calling my name in the rain as I imagined you running towards me. I remember walking more quickly to my car and purposefully not lifting my head to make eye contact with wherever you may have been. Once in the car you were in my line of vision with your hand pressed up against my windshield, and the rain pounded as my heart once did when seeing you. I rolled my passenger window an inch and a half and you said that I really am beautiful. I think you said it was good to see me, and then you said simply “bye.” and walked away. John was playing in my car as if during a dramatic movie moment was happening “all we ever do is say goodbye.” And if it wasn’t for me having Battle Studies in my car 24/7 playing constantly it might have meant more to me.

I put my car in reverse, turned the windshield wipers on and exited up the hill of the parking lot. The opposite direction from where you were walking. And even as the tears rolled fearlessly and continuously down my cheeks, like the undisturbed rain on the parked cars to the side of me, I didn’t miss you. I missed me.

I missed my sanity and my heart. I missed my own laughter and joy. I missed my good, healthy habits and that’s towards my mental, emotional and physical states. I missed my sense of humor and my courage to push through. I missed the support of the Trilogy and I missed my own strength. I missed feeling whole. And I missed all of that… between the Traffic St Stop Light and and Elm Street. Then I turned left and continued down Elm Street and my tears began to subside and so did the rain. But true to my form, as the rain later began to get heavy, and the day time turned into darkness I recapped my day and I too felt heavy and fell into darkness.

it’s been a hard two weeks.
It’s been a difficult past 2 months.
It’s been a demanding few months
It’s been a long year
It’s been a very tough two years

But today, today is just ending and tomorrow? Tomorrow is something new all together – and that is the part of me that I missed the most.

One minute at a time
One day at a time
One week at a time
One month at a time
One year at a time
One love at a time
One step. And tomorrow – a new path, maybe a new pair of metaphoric shoes. But the rain, the rain inside of me and on the window will come and go as expected. But rest assured, the sun will come out again.

JANUARY

The Ogre had just moved to AG to see where our relationship could go if he was closer.   I should’ve stopped him.  I told him he’d be blaming me for something in less than a week and pull the “I dropped my life and moved here for you” bit.  And sure enough, not 1 week later, it happened.  Should’ve just dropped him right then and there.  But I was depressed from the divorce and felt I couldn’t do better.  Fleh.   This month Baby Samuel was walking around and uncle Riki would help feed him, but not change him. I was karaoke-ing A..LOT with “the gang” at Mr. Ricks. Wasn’t like Sunset Dunes days but it was of course still very fun to be with friends and singing and dancing. Ben turned 22 and I tried my first Sake Bomb, which was totally gross and I videotaped it with “Ruby” my new camera that was a gift from The Ogre for New Year’s after George (my old camera) was stolen in November…when I irresponsibly left it at the bar. By the end of the month Cincinnati needed to move a couple miles down the road in A-town where she was living, and I helped her. We laughed at the oddness of what great friends we were and still becoming after the drama of a certain boy we were both involved with circa 1999.

FEBRUARY

Still going out quite often to karaoke at Mr. Ricks I would try new froo froo drinks (thank you Donkey Punch) but in the end I always like my 7 & 7. I just started working at Roxy Salon & Day Spa in SLO and began building a small following for my skin care and hair removal services. I successfully finished the first book in the Twilight series and was ready and willing to continue the series. I had finally watched the Movie Sicko and had decided I wanted to move to London or France.

MARCH

A Mini Family reunion I affectionately called the “Halfbreed Convention” occured. Cousins from Florida I haven’t seen in YEARS came into town and cousins from up north that I get to see once in a while came out and we ate Dadda’s rice, went to the beach (Yah. ME at the beach) took so many pictures it was crazy and we all went to karaoke (well the ones that were at least 21) and drank, sang and took more pictures. Jack and I would go to WildKat, a bar in Santa Barbara about every other sunday night. Cincinnati and I got matching “99” tattoos on our left heels.

APRIL

I had a birthday and “celebrated” my entrance into another decade. My sister threw my a fabulous party at her house with cocktail attire requirement and fun decorations and dancin’ and drinkin! Daaaannaa came to visit, somewhere in the late March and early April bit she came to Mr. Ricks with us and sang her signature tune then we took pictures of our cleavage. My room at Roxy got painted,  – it looked really pretty. Nicole Champeau made really really salty fried chicken (yikes) to celebrate Jason’s birthday and she made the most amazing macaroni and cheese dish with 4 or 5 cheeses.

MAY

I didn’t journal too much nor did I take many pictures to spark my memory. But in May I got to have coffee and lunch with Eleise Moore, a friend I met during my time at PCPA. We talked about community theatre and she was getting ready to move to Chicago. Cincinnati had a dinner party where she actually cooked (hahaha) and I wore a dress. Then we watched the videos of Michael Jackson’s number one hits and played a game where you look a picture (that the game provides) and we had to create captions. It was pretty fun, and funny. I also had quit a play I auditioned for. I’ve always wanted to be in Godspell, and then due to a few issues (personal and with the director) I left. I don’t really believe that that’s okay, but I had to do it. Shrug.

JUNE

Another mini family reunion occured. My cousin Tori and 3 of her kids came too. We had all you can eat pizza at Klondike’s and played charades . Battle of the Salons happened and my salon competed. I didn’t do any hair (or course) or make up, I showed up for support and ended up being the spokesperson for the salon when we went to talk about what the approach was to the theme. Which was “Gift Wrap.” I got to see Wicked for the third time.  Slumber party at Cincinnati’s house and I have a fun picture of all of us brushing our teeth. Took my first trip to Bridlewood Winery with my mom and fell in love with the property and the wine.

JULY

I attended Richie’s annual 4th of July BBQ.  We walked down to the beach and sat on the cold sand and watched the fire works. The Caper (Atreyu, my pseudo nephew) turned 3 and had a party that had a pool…I took Honeybear and he had a great time, and so did I watching them play together. SLO pride was during this month and Jack and I went again, we drank all day, took a picture with Tiffany (as in “I think we’re alone now) because she performed, then drank into the night. I returned to the front desk working at a local Hotel. It wasn’t my favorite, it wasn’t fabulous but it helped me get money. I auditioned for another play this month. The Mousetrap and was cast, unfortunately I again had to drop out for what I will call Really Valid Reasons.

AUGUST

Jack and I continued going out on sundays to Wildkat. Jack, Mark and I moved in together into a 2bed/2bath townhouse and it was nice to not have to use quarters to do laundry. I began my new blog series called “To Be Determined” since I finished the first series “Nobody Reads This.” My sister and Double T went to Disneyland and I was jealous. I was still working at the salon, and the hotel.

SEPTEMBER

I started looking for another hotel to work at, perhaps supervisory position or management and interviewed for a few. None of which came through. I attended my first Exposition. An annual expo with tons and tons of vendors, free samples, new products and products you can buy for cheaper than normal. Peanut turned 4, and Honeybear turned 2. Family night at Paisano’s is every tuesday with Karaoke and a few of us went, ate a lot of pizza and dessert and sang many many songs. Miranda and I went on our first Escape Date and did some wine tasting then took pictures of a tarantula in the middle of the road. I had never seen one.

OCTOBER

Ashley at my salon dyed my hair a dark red with peek-a-boo highlights and John Mayer turned 32. I made brownies, well I added the eggs and milk or whatever and baked ’em and we ate them in one night. WildKat nights. I went to a place in SLO where there was in an indoor firing range and I shot my first gun. I felt like Sidney Bristow, and I shot with both hands and was a little bit better and less tense with my left hand. Pumpkin carving madness happened at Dominnati’s house (that’s the celebrity couple name for Dominick and Cincinnati). We had salad and pasta and carved pumpkins. It was very time consuming but the result was rewarding. We also threw our first, and only party at the house on Rockaway. I bought a domain name, haven’t started using it but have an idea what I want to do with it.

NOVEMBER

Jack moved out with zero notice and deleted me from his life for reasons I don’t know. I stopped working at the hotel. Mom and her friend Joan Joan invited me and Smurf to Bridlewood winery for wine tasting and hanging out. And I met up with Kaza and we visited for a while in her new home and I met her daughter. Thanksgiving came and dinner this time was at Cory’s house in Nipomo, then my brothers stayed the night at my house and I attempted to make pancakes the next day. I asked Ashley to play with my hair again and we went redder with some blond streaks on top and some more underneath. It was dramatic and exactly what I needed. And Sister, Smurf, my mom and I went to “the Ranch” with Aunt Betty (my mom’s aunt) for the annual gathering. We drove for what seemed like forever, then an another 11.5 miles on a dirt road with mud and mist where we slid all over the place following directions like “stay to the right” and realizing we’d have to leave while it was still light outside because there were no lights. We were quite literally in the middle of no where. But it was pretty amazing and I’d like to go again.

DECEMBER

My brother Rik, who is now a junior in High School, is on the Varsity Basketball team and I was able to make it to his first game. He scored some points which was awesome and I had more “school spirit” for him then I did when I was in High School. He also turned 17 and Dadda BBQ’d for him, which was as excellent as always. I unfortunately couldn’t stay at the salon anymore and had to pack up my stuff from the room and take it home. I went to the Palm Reader in Pismo and had my right palm read for $10. She was pretty spot on about things, her fortune telling has yet to be proven (haha). Mark and I went bowling and I beat him. I auditioned for a play for the third time this year, oddly enough it is The Mousetrap and I was cast in the same role I got earlier in the year. Only this time I’m staying in it, and I am excited about it. Boyfriend Jenn and I took baby Samuel to the SLO Christmas parade and Honeybear stayed the night with me because Mr. Gutter flew in from PA and surprised Jenn. And I didn’t have much Christmas spirit. I was the Grinch and hated everyone, and at the last minute being with my siblings Christmas eve and morning made it better. Then in the end, The Ogre and I finally stopped.  Calling the cops on him was a better idea than hurting him physically, which I had to really try not to do.  I’d rather him go to jail, than me. I never want to experience anything like that “relationship” every again.

This year was one of the hardest years I had ever experienced. My emotional, mental and physical status’ were unhealthy and I didn’t care enough about me or others to do anything about it. During this year I also decided I wanted to return to school for a degree in theatre and am in the middle of the application process and have to audition for them still. Two are in New York, one is in Missouri. I spent New Years eve with members of my cast and Boyfriend Jenn who has let me move into her apartment with her and baby Samuel. And big brother Cory has offered a room at his office for me to do my esthetician work in. I am very happy to have SOMETHING positive happen for me and hopefully it will have a domino effect. The only goal on my list for 2009 that I accomplished was to read more.

I read:
He’s just not that into you
It’s called a break up because it’s broken
Dry
Twilight
New Moon
Eclipse
Breaking Dawn
Marked
Betrayed
Chosen
(almost finished…) Untamed
(almost finished…)Men are from Mars Women are from Venus

2010 Goals:

– Be successful at Cory’s office doing Skin Care
– Take better care of myself Mentally, Physically and Emotionally
– Audition successfully for the colleges and be accepted…AND get money to pay for it either with grants, scholarships and student loans or from the lottery of some sort
– Continueto read and exceed the amount of books I did in 2009, reading both educational and just for fun books

 Christmas came and went today.  I didn’t have much build in it this year.  I was much more of a Grinch than a Happy Who, that’s for sure.  I didn’t watch all the traditional Holiday Movies, like I normally do.  I didn’t decorate, like I normally do.  I didn’t say Merry Christmas to anyone until 3 days before christmas and it felt weird saying it at all.  I didn’t finish making the siblings’ presents so everyone got a card with a snowflake on the outside with a wannabe poem about lagging on their gift and it would be ready soon.  Two people are helping me this year make these, so thank you to you both.  What’s kind of funny is sisters gifts she ordered and they didn’t arrive yet, so it seems Christmas II will happen, which will be fun in it’s own way.  

Last night was Christmas eve and Boyfriend Jenn hosted dinner at her apartment, it was deLICious and I was very full, as was everyone.  I took some fun video footage surely to appear on youtube and faceyspace for all to see and some pics that I’ll more than likely just load up to snapfish and never order, but at least I’ll have them somewhere.  I sort of miss loading pictures and printing them.  People don’t print pictures anymore,  I miss it.  I miss the scrapbooking or even just the album-ing of pictures.  I think I’d like to do it again, but since I’ll be staying with a friend I don’t need to add to the boxes I’ve stacked in her storage unit.  Later the siblings went to sister and double T’s house, put our traditional Christmas Shirts that Auntie Barbs made for us ON, and watched christmas movies  and ate snacks (after dinner digested a little bit) and then sleep.  We woke up and sister and double T made breakfast for everyone, including but not limited to scrambled eggs, potatoes, cinnamon rolls and oranges.  We had coffee and mimosas and took fun pictures again. After our morning we all quickly changed out of our jammie pants into jeans and went to the movies in our shirts, a first, actually, and maybe it is a new tradition!  We saw the new movie with Hugh Grant and Sarah Jessica Parker…"did you meet the morgans" or something close to that.  it was cute, I didn’t laugh as hard as I thought I would, but I’d watch it again cause it’s cute.  Then it was home to pack a few more things.  Only a few more boxes for storage and most of everything else is every day use things, my vitamins, toiletries etc, then my clothes will head over.  Jenn freed up some space in some of dressers (yes she has multiple ones) and some in her closet as well.  Very kind and helpful of her.  And eventually I made it over to my dadda’s house, about 5:30pm, for a yummy dinner of ham and potatoes and gravy and mac n cheese (which I later found out they threw out the rest and I was ANGRY cause it was GOOD.  boo) and dinner rolls.  Then there was dessert, 2 different kinds of brownies, holiday cookies and pumpkin pie. All of which, I believe, was made from scratch.  Super Duper yum, and now I’m home.  Alone.  

I’m watching a TNT movie called "Fractured" from the On Demand screen of Free Movies, that’s fun.  But I am tired and it will be nice to sleep, so hopefully, I will.

Tomorrow I believe I’ll finish getting things over to Jenn’s house, I’ll set up in Cory’s office (more on that next time, it’s good news – and we know how lately I lack that, so it will be nice).  And who knows, maybe I’ll do some cleaning too.  

my big brother Cory (the chiropractor) has offered a work space for me to do my esthetician work. it’s in Grover Beach. Hopefully this will help pick me up.

And:
last night I had a weird dream. I can’t put it all together but I was trying to buy a young girl 2 new pillows and a new air mattress but they didn’t have the pillows or size air mattress I wanted. Then I was outside on a patio or deck of some kind and there were leaves everywhere. Some guy, like a father type but not mine, walked out of the backyard and reminded me to lock the gate so the dog didn’t run out. I looked back and in slow motion a fox…a FOX turned the corner and bolted for the gate and right behind him was a little wiener dog. So I got up and went for the gate but Jack (ex-flat mate) was already at the gate closing it. Then I went to leave, eventually and it was the front door of my mom’s old house and I turned the corner and ran into a spiderweb and woke up slapping both hands to my face to peel the webs off.

The only good part of this dream was it meant that I actually slept for a bit. I haven’t been sleeping much lately. I’m just…awake. I’m tired. I’ve tried having the TV on, my iTunes lulling me to slumber, reading, hot tea before bed. And yet I watch the window start to light up with the sun rising every morning for the past week.

The Odd part of the dream is the way I woke up. I have woken up this way for the past couple weeks if and when I dream. I don’t always run into a spiderweb. Most of the time I’m at the beach (don’t know why, since I don’t like the beach) and a big wave crashes and before it hits me and envelops me I wake up by covering my face with both hands. Other times I wake myself up by jumping and covering my face but I don’t know what the dream was. I completely forget once I wake up.

Also:
I have been listening to John’s new CD, and rather enjoy it. No surprise but I thought I’d share that. Some good brake up songs, perfect timing, some good lyrics – as expected.

OH AND!:
Today I’m having dinner at my dadda’s house, he is making is delicious spaghetti, THEN Terry (step-mom) and I are gonna get a holiday beverage from the Green Arpon (Sweet!) AND then we’re going to see New Moon! I have already seen it, but we saw Twilight together, so it’s only right that we see New Moon together, as well as every other movie that comes out in the series.

UGH AND!!:
Amy and Willow are gonna stop by today (I haven’t met Willow yet)!