Re-uploaded posts

There are a couple of posts that were Re-uploaded because I had to take out some nasty dialogue, that I simply couldn't have polluting my blog any longer. Any other hurtful things within the confines of this page, towards mostly anybody doesn't equate to how I feel any longer. A part of me accepting true happiness was to let go of many demons and grudges that I carried within myself. It's important to me that anybody hurt by any of my words can approach me about them and they need to know I don't care anymore and I will welcome anybody with open arms, if they'll have me. This I mean wholeheartedly.

One more thing that I find important to mention is that I will not be commenting on the physicality of my private relationships because frankly what I do and who with is not anybody's business besides those involved. It's a disrespect otherwise, it's too unfortunate we live in a time where others don't share these views. If I choose to share, I will. I believe I can attribute this thinking to my upbringing where speaking about anything "adult" was nonexistent.

Happy Hour

Friday January 23

I was so stupid today. So stupid. Today was a very close friend's birthday and she (where did all my guy friends go?) turned 21. This particular friend of mine is my world traveler friend and she frequents Europe sometimes twice a year. As a matter of fact, she just came back from Europe about two weeks ago. Anyway, she asked me if I wanted to go out for Mexican and although it was her birthday, I declined. It was like noon. No. She went with the wine girl from last night. (Small island) 

About two hours before I had to go to work she texted me to see what I was doing and I discovered she was laying on the couch at home. That's terrible and I told her we could hang out before I had to go to work because on my birthday I just laid around until she took me out for FroYo. I think a birthday should be over-celebrated, especially at our age. We went to the Falls because it was closer and she was going to a bar in Buffalo for a small get together later tonight. I had the bright idea of going back to the liquor supermarket and she bought her obligatory "I'm 21" bottle. I bought a little bottle of Hypnotiq. The same cashier was there and I was quick to avoid her line. After this we didn't have any idea of where to go, or what to do so another idea dawned on me. It was 5 o'clock and people always say "It's 5 o'clock somewhere." I put two and two together and blurted out "Let's go to happy hour!" "Don't you have work in an hour and a half?" She asked. "Yeah, whatever. Let's go!" was my response. So we went to this bar right by the bridge home and sat down at the bar and she ordered wine and I ordered a beer. A tall one. ---Fireball by Pitbull just came on my shuffle and although you can't see it I am jamming hard. Damn it now, Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson and Bruno Mars. Download these immediately and dance around your house/apartment/bedroom, I implore you. 

Then it was time for me to go to work. Problem was, I was tipsy. I drank that beer really fast AND it was huge. I could just tell that I had something in my system. I drove super carefully to work and walked in and giggled like a moron at everything that people were saying to me. One co-worker asked me "what's wrong with you?" And I replied "I just came back from happy hour." Giggling at the end and covering my face with one hand. She,with her bug mouth, told the other worker who was back there and they both gave me high fives. It was odd. I sobered up throughout my shift, and nobody else was none the wiser.

Mullets

Sunday January 18 - Monday January 19

Eli's birthday party was yesterday. He invited all the boys from his class and 8 of the 9 who RSVP'd showed up. It was a total success. He decided to have the party at Lasertron, and who knew that establishment was so good with parties? They were so organized and gave us so much free stuff. They had their shit together. Meanwhile, I was losing my shit because all of these little boys together were on another level. They were running around and screaming and so excited just to be there. I'm glad Eli had such a great time though. I just felt like an old man sitting there with my brother, sister, and Morgan. Some of the parents stuck around and one rubbed me the total wrong way. The one little boy's mother brought his sister too, which was tacky and she expected her daughter to be included in the party her son was invited to. Not only that but for whatever reason she kept on shooting the four of us older kids dirty looks. Okay she had a mullet. If you have a mullet, you have no right to be nasty to somebody else. I'm also pretty sure she was wearing Walmart brand clothes. Okay I'm done being a rude asshole now. But you get my point. She had a comment or made a face about everything that went on with the party and I wanted to confront her but it was not the time or place. Ungrateful, grotsky, little, beeyotch. (Yes, that is another Mean Girls reference) It was a fun get together though. 

Today was my laziest day in weeks. I laid around all day and played Xbox, read Andy's addicting words, and watched Netflix. I'm finally at that point of break where I'm so bored with life that I'm ready to move on. I'm also trying to save money because I'm a little teensy bit behind on my car bill. Oopsie. I also ate a ton today and hung with my siblings. Super lazy MLK Day.