i hate outlook express...

it's trying to protect me from two attatchments.... one is from patrick, and one is from me. yet, one from some random spam type guy.... that one they would have let me download. jerks.


i'm reading a bunch of old emails and im conversations. wow. i have a lot of drama in my life. it's a little out of control. my favorite is josie freaking out at me. aaah. that was hilarious. "i heard you were talking shit about kristin, you can't call her a bitch, because YOURE the bitch." and i'm like "well, if you can call me a bitch, i can call you AND kristin bitches for all i care... and i actually HAVEN'T been talking shit about either of you lately.... a month ago, that's a different story..." i think i would just DIE without josie's approval. really, i would. dude, apparently she's after tim? (remember, i ran into tim ealier this week, with the towel taped to his foot? yes, he's quite the catch.)


i'm SO torn.... detroit this weekend? but.... MISSY is gonna be here... aaaaaggh.


i just found two pieces of popcorn in my bra. *sigh* life's hard.


goddamn you outlook express. i hate you more than life itself.


patrick just emailed me about my blog, and refferred to it as "the ramblings of a depressed beauty queen." *sigh*ok. so i just got my pictures to open, none of them are the ones he was supposed to send. *sigh* maybe i'll drive over to his house and email the right ones to myself. *sigh* wow. three sighs in one paragraph.


ok, patrick sent one of the pictures i wanted....



awwwwwwwww. seriously. awwwwwww. and look! i have pink hair! and we're by the door, cuz adam's working. awww. *hearts* where is adam anyways? i haven't seen him... since... well, saturday. nevermind.


ok. many more when i go over and send myself the RIGHT pictures. including one that i'm going to make my LJ icon. (p.s. i got a
livejournal....)


i have a lot to do today, and no gas in my car. booo. damn, i have to stop and pick up birthcontrol too. though, this is the last month i'm putting up with this thirty dollars bullshit. i'm going to planet parenthood next month. dude, patrick's like... captain parenthood.... cool.


ok. i'm off. but hey, there's one picture that i'm debating posting.... it's me and tim at like, five in the morning at patrick's house. and i have NO makeup on. me without my eye make up is a startling sight. i look SO different. weeeeeird. we'll see whether or not i have the courage to post it...