sallyann

today was the day that marked one year of kevin and i living together. i cnat believe it's been a year already. he came home from work with a nice bouquet of flowers and we saw superman returns. he taught me a chord on my guitar.. my fingers are blistered from practicing. he's sleeping now and i'm not tired.. cant sleep if i tried. this is my first saturday off in lansing, sitting home and not working that is, in a longggggg longlong time. it's only 130am and i feel like its 10pm or something. i'm listening to sufjan stevens, reading lyrics and looking for what i can tattoo on my body next. this guy i know just started doing tattoos after his long aprenticeship and i think i'm going to get something tiny next week if i can spare $20. yeah, he's only charging $20. we'll see what i get though. maybe nothing, who knows. i need to catch up to kevins 103598326 tattoos. my mere two dont even compare.

steph & jessica got home yesterday! i'm excited to hang out with them next week. jessica is 21 now. it's going to be trouble. and steph has about a month until she is 21. team zissou bar crawl is in the works. i already have shotgun on kingsley. jessica is klaus and steph is steve of course. kevin wanted to be kingsley but he isnt allowed.

this was tonight:



love love love him.

I'm listening to Ben Kweller and drinking blueberry green tea.

I just got home from bartending for 13 hours today. drunk people got annoying after 2pm... and i worked until 3am. oh yeah, and i forgot to mention i was still hungover from the night before and only slept for 4 hours.
I worked 1130am-630pm and then 8pm-3am. and that hour and a half i had off was spent getting changed and running around town so I'd look all sweetass in my outfit. the fucking morning shift was a bunch of bullshit too. four bartenders during the day??! what? fuckthat. stupid. fucking stupid. waste of my life and so pointless. at peak times, two of us were making a drink / opening the cooler for a beer / pouring green beer from the tap. we made $32, tipped out $3, and i paid $14 for pizza. profit=$15. and then I spent $10 on things for the evening outfit and bought kevin mcdonalds. at least I looked cool tonight though. i wore a green sequin bowtie with my white halter top i made from our st pattys day tshirts.

kevin's making the bed so we can get back in it and go to sleep. he just broke 1,000,000 in geometry wars (in one game). prettyyyyy exciting huh.

you know what I'm excited for??? - v for vendetta tomorrow with stephanie. and pink cotton candy while i drool over natalie portman.. maybe i'll even have snowcaps.. i don't know. it's a possibility. we'll see. definitely cotton candy though. and definitely pink. ahhh i can't wait.

bedtime=now. i want to snuggle with kitty and kevin.

funny story-tonight i took a bath when i got home and clem was attacking the bubbles in my bubblebath. she'd hit them and theyd become nothing and then she would be so confused. her eyes were huuuuge. she is so intrigued with water and watches me shower all the time (it's not weird i swear) she seems confused at the way water runs off things and gravity. it makes me laugh and she is so easily entertained. i love kittycat.

okay. bedtime.

I wish my nose wasn't so fucked up. I have a deviated septum. This is where the nasal septum is not exactly midline. My right nasal cavity is about 1/4 the size of my left one. I noticed they weren't the same size about a year & a half ago. kevin was making fun of me and I realized.. wow... I have a fucked up nose. Everytime I get sick, the one side of my nose feels like it has collapsed. It swells up.. it fucking hurts. I have had a severe cold this past week.. my temperature rising up to 102 degrees. it has been hell. I can't breathe. Now that I am better, my cold almost gone.. my nostril is still basically closed up. I want to take a giant drill and stick it up my nose making a real hole. My dad said they probably won't do anything since I'm young. he just had the surgery to fix his a few years ago. Kevin thinks I'm a hypochondriac and that I make up all of my health problems. He's reading what I'm writing and telling me I'm dumb and dramatic. but seriously. my nose fucking hurts. anyways.. I'm a big whiner I know....

Saturday night Kirsten, Steven, Mike, Jamie, Pete, Lisa, Gary & I went to see DJ Irene at the Intersection. It was fantastic. The theme was pimps & hos. Because I don't own any "ho" clothes I wore my sluttiest bartending outfit: my lowcut boob shirt and black pants (Kevin didn't want me to wear my short skirt cause he couldn't come.. haha). and I wore my awesome wig I bought last June which coincidentally... for the Dollar's pimps & hos party. We were in the VIP area dancing crazy, making out, lapdances galore, etc. I think I burned about 4,000 calories dancing. I need to finish touching up the other photos and upload them to photobucket. It was crazzzzzy. here are a few photos....

there are some here as well: untidydjs03

as I was looking through bookmarks on Kevin's computer... looking for a certain website I came across this: "directions to sally's"
it's a google map for directions when he packed his vw with all of his belongings and moved to michigan july 1st. 12 hours and 649 miles later he moved into my small bedroom in our duplex. i had to make room in my closet for his clothes and room on my window seat for his mac. oh he makes me so happy. I love kevin wright.