Ketchup... WTF?!?!?!?!?
Oct. 7th, 2004 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nirix5JEANNETTE IS HOME ON LEAVE!!!! YAY!!!!
She came over with Andy last night and we wound up at the Diner, drinking chocolate milkshakes and shooting the shit. When we walked back to my house Tim had stopped by, which was great- we really haven't been together like that since lunch in high school. Jean looks great- she's got contacts now, and if I'm not mistaken she was wearing eyeshadow (guess I wasn't the only one to turn slightly girly, hee hee.) She gets out of Iraq on December 17th (very relieved about that) and I think she gets out of the army altogether in June or something.
I get to be her maid of honor at her wedding in 2006!!!! *does a wonderful happy dance*
Her mother's making her dress (which she designed herself; it seems awesome from the way she described it) but we're going to Keely's Bridal later this week to try on dresses and stuff anyway. They're getting married in Arizona, which is great- I can hang out with Jonelle, Alta, and Tamara for a bit while I'm out there.
Anyway, Jeannette’s parents are having a bonfire on Saturday. Hooray. So we talked about that for a little bit- apparently they’re getting a red, white and blue port-a-potty. Also talked about Iraq and all the little quirks of being over there- sex in the humvees, because you can’t have sex anywhere else, mortar fire, Middle Eastern food, and how to give the finger in that culture (thumbs up.) All that good stuff.
But when Jeannette went to leave, we found that someone had ketchuped her car. It was all over the driver’s side and on the ground- what the fuck is that shit? Why the hell would someone do that? We have to wait until Saturday to find out if they got Andy’s truck; he left before Jean did. Anyway, she and Tim and I cleaned it up. Then Tim and I hung out for a while, just talking about stuff.
I’m still not over this goddamn cold. It’s a lot better than it was, but I’m still kind of perpetually tired, and I can feel the circles under my eyes, which is really weird and it’s driving me nuts. I think I just need more sleep, but I honestly don’t see that happening anytime soon.
In other news I moved Grissom to my night table, so he can look out the window. I hope he’s happier there than next to the printer. I feel like I’ve been neglecting him or something, and I’m probably going to hell for it.
“So you think
Might as well
Dance a tango to hell
At least I’ll have tangoed at all.”
She came over with Andy last night and we wound up at the Diner, drinking chocolate milkshakes and shooting the shit. When we walked back to my house Tim had stopped by, which was great- we really haven't been together like that since lunch in high school. Jean looks great- she's got contacts now, and if I'm not mistaken she was wearing eyeshadow (guess I wasn't the only one to turn slightly girly, hee hee.) She gets out of Iraq on December 17th (very relieved about that) and I think she gets out of the army altogether in June or something.
I get to be her maid of honor at her wedding in 2006!!!! *does a wonderful happy dance*
Her mother's making her dress (which she designed herself; it seems awesome from the way she described it) but we're going to Keely's Bridal later this week to try on dresses and stuff anyway. They're getting married in Arizona, which is great- I can hang out with Jonelle, Alta, and Tamara for a bit while I'm out there.
Anyway, Jeannette’s parents are having a bonfire on Saturday. Hooray. So we talked about that for a little bit- apparently they’re getting a red, white and blue port-a-potty. Also talked about Iraq and all the little quirks of being over there- sex in the humvees, because you can’t have sex anywhere else, mortar fire, Middle Eastern food, and how to give the finger in that culture (thumbs up.) All that good stuff.
But when Jeannette went to leave, we found that someone had ketchuped her car. It was all over the driver’s side and on the ground- what the fuck is that shit? Why the hell would someone do that? We have to wait until Saturday to find out if they got Andy’s truck; he left before Jean did. Anyway, she and Tim and I cleaned it up. Then Tim and I hung out for a while, just talking about stuff.
I’m still not over this goddamn cold. It’s a lot better than it was, but I’m still kind of perpetually tired, and I can feel the circles under my eyes, which is really weird and it’s driving me nuts. I think I just need more sleep, but I honestly don’t see that happening anytime soon.
In other news I moved Grissom to my night table, so he can look out the window. I hope he’s happier there than next to the printer. I feel like I’ve been neglecting him or something, and I’m probably going to hell for it.
“So you think
Might as well
Dance a tango to hell
At least I’ll have tangoed at all.”
