I COULD BE DOING HOMEWORK RIGHT NOW!!!

CHOICE MOVIE: Unleashed. Jet Li in a collar, collar comes off, he kills people. 'Nuff said.

So, I've done just about nothing this weekend that I planned to do. See, I planned to
1. Do my homework
2. Rehearse my lines/song for the play
3. Finish a book
4. Do some Econ
What I actually did was
1. Work
2. Hang out w/Nichole/Cole/Austina
3. Attend a birthday party
4. Watch a movie whilst being on the computer(yay multi-tasking)

Play by play, this is how it all went down. Friday evening I went to the ICCC showing of Epic Proportions with Nichole, Maggie, Ashley, and Sarah Wickett. It was actually pretty good and better than the movie showing this week at the Humota. There were many bare chested men strutting around. Yay.

Saturday morning 9-3pm was spent at the Hyvee manning the can room. I then went home and took a little nappy poo as I was le tired. At 5ish Cole called and a while later he, Nichole and I went to Ft. Dodge. As is mentioned on her blog, we visited the Goodwill and got harassed for being charitable. TAP TAP TAP "That's ILLEGAL!!!!" Haha. Good fun that was. Stay tuned for more adventures of the Bitch, the Terrorist, and the Skinhead. Yeah, then we ate, took Nichole home, Austina arrived, video games were played, I bitched and was taken home. I did however buy Dark Lights by HIM(good cd) and A Clockwork Orange(bitchin' twisted movie). Also some studly earrings.

Sunday I did the 9-3pm again. BOOOOOOO. I changed like 7 bags in a ten minute period. That was not fun. Good thing I get checker trained at the end of the month. Between Beaman and the can room, my body is in a constant state of achiness. It sucks. Well, then at round abouts 5pm, Hovey calls up to ask what I'm doing..."nothing" (cough cough-ontheinternetinsteadofdoinghomework-cough)and then arrives in his dirty work clothing and we trek over to Koobs house. Or, rather, we would've trekked right over, had we known the location of his abode. Instead we drove about 20 minutes out of our way and went around a 20mph curve at about 50 and got ourselves into a ditch. Now when I say "ourselves" I of course mean HOVEY(b/c he was driving). Anyz, when backing up didn't work, we went forwards(b/c I'm a fucking genius)and got outta the ditch and proceeded in the right direction to the Koob home. We gorged on food. I am a stress eater, it's true. There was a fire and food and we met the boy, and so, yeah, good time. The trip back home, Hovey lied spectacularly as always but still got bitched at by his mother over the telefono b4 dropping Sammi and I off at my house where Sammi thought it apt to trip over my sidewalk and roll around in a grassy area possibly inhabited by doggy poop. That was a bit of a run-on, but I care not. I dropped her off at the Kevin's and that ended that entertainment. So I watched a movie.

Now I am tired and may attempt some homework. Notice the words may and attempt. Notice them well. NIGHTY.