Well, we didn't go out to dinner as planned, because Tosha had to babysit, but we are going to try to reschedule.
On a good note, that just meant that I got to go to Casino Night. It wasn't as exciting or fun as I had thought. When I was walking by the concession stand (which Angela was working at) I heard someone say "There's the bitch". Now, I am assuming that it was directed towards me, but oh well. It really doesn't bother me, because if I am a bitch, then I'm not the only one. There are plenty of them out there. She didn't come home until a whopping 1-1:30AM last night. Up a little past your bedtime of 10:30pm, aren't we Angela? That was ok though. Tosha, Ashley and I were up. Yelling through the walls, (just so we could talk to each other) knocking on the walls, and just plain having fun. When Angela is not around, we have more fun. I think it's because she thinks all the little stupid things we do are...well, stupid. Like opening your roommates bedroom door, turning on the light, saying: "It's 2:00 in the morning, do you know where your kids are?", turning off the light and slamming the door shut. I think it was too late for us, because we laughed at that one for 15 minutes, and we did the same thing the night before last too. We think they are funny. I know it's kinda bad, but we don't mean to have more fun without her. She is just a hard person to have fun with when she thinks everything we think is fun or funny is stupid or just not worth doing. Also, I sleep with a fan on (even though our heat isn't even turned on) and I was getting up to move the fan, when I noticed Ashley's blanket close to it. Well, I moved the blanket a little, and went to sit back down on my bed, and nearly missed the bed by 2 feet. We laughed at the prospect of having to drag me to the hospital because I couldn't sit on the damn bed right. Then I mentioned the blanket. "I am just waiting for that fan to catch hold of that blanket while we are sleeping, and catch fire. Knowing me, I'd probably just tell you to shut the damn light off, and then neither of us would wake up."
On a good note, that just meant that I got to go to Casino Night. It wasn't as exciting or fun as I had thought. When I was walking by the concession stand (which Angela was working at) I heard someone say "There's the bitch". Now, I am assuming that it was directed towards me, but oh well. It really doesn't bother me, because if I am a bitch, then I'm not the only one. There are plenty of them out there. She didn't come home until a whopping 1-1:30AM last night. Up a little past your bedtime of 10:30pm, aren't we Angela? That was ok though. Tosha, Ashley and I were up. Yelling through the walls, (just so we could talk to each other) knocking on the walls, and just plain having fun. When Angela is not around, we have more fun. I think it's because she thinks all the little stupid things we do are...well, stupid. Like opening your roommates bedroom door, turning on the light, saying: "It's 2:00 in the morning, do you know where your kids are?", turning off the light and slamming the door shut. I think it was too late for us, because we laughed at that one for 15 minutes, and we did the same thing the night before last too. We think they are funny. I know it's kinda bad, but we don't mean to have more fun without her. She is just a hard person to have fun with when she thinks everything we think is fun or funny is stupid or just not worth doing. Also, I sleep with a fan on (even though our heat isn't even turned on) and I was getting up to move the fan, when I noticed Ashley's blanket close to it. Well, I moved the blanket a little, and went to sit back down on my bed, and nearly missed the bed by 2 feet. We laughed at the prospect of having to drag me to the hospital because I couldn't sit on the damn bed right. Then I mentioned the blanket. "I am just waiting for that fan to catch hold of that blanket while we are sleeping, and catch fire. Knowing me, I'd probably just tell you to shut the damn light off, and then neither of us would wake up."
posted by Chelie @ 7:12 AM
2 Comments:
At 11:35 AM,
Netter said…
Some people are just different. It's hard to put a bunch of people in an apt together and not have then bite off each others heads. Angela just needs a different kind of crowd. Let's face it, not everyone can be so fun lovin' someone has to act like they have a stick up their butt, just be thankful its not you.
At 2:17 PM,
Chelie said…
Yeah, I know
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