Starburst, Work, Birthdays, and England
You know what I love after a hard day of working? Coming home, putting on some illegally downloaded music, relaxing, and popping open happiness wrapped up in colorful little paper(ie:starburst) Let me tell you folks: Taste the rainbow ain't got nothing on these little pieces of wonderful goodness.
Shelly comes back from her NJ vacation tomorrow. Thank goodness. I haven't been feeling up to par lately and I'm really glad she'll be back to lend some supermanager support. And ofcourse she gave me saturday off so I could help her move. I hope it doesn't take too long, it's Mosaic night AND it happens to be my sister's birthday. Crap… I can't remember how old she is. Meh. I'm sure she'll remind me. Or maybe I'll find a super awesome happy maybe20something birthday. *and we're holding up the bypass. Ohh. Me and my dad havin' a top laugh. Whoa. And I'm sitting on the toolbox. Oh, and I'm so glad I'm not in school boss. So glad I'm not in school.*
Yup. I've been watching/listening to the JCB video on repeat. Not really sure why. It's kinda…hypnotizing. Add the wonderful effects of a starburst induced pleasure coma and the results are….wonderful. 
Oh, I should mention(I've already told some of you this) I have decided another year should not pass by without me taking some sort of vacation out of the states. I used to travel alot, and I feel I've been stuck in Manassas WAY too long. So…next summer(date tba)I'm going to go to England. I'm officially saving up for it. And I'm inviting EVERYONE I know. Yes, even you LJ people I don't really know and only talk to once every couple of months…you're invited too. if I have to go by myself I will, but I'm hoping some of my way awesome friends(yes, that would be you) will come with me. Ofcourse, someone will have to stay behind to watch Simon-I don't think I could sneak him onboard without security thinking he's some type of newaged living bomb. *I'll protect you from the horrible anal probes Simon!*
Sigh. I need a massage. I wish House was on every night of the week. How many nights can you eat spaghetti before your body decides to revolt against you? I'm luke I'm five and my dad's Bruce Lee. He drives me around in his JCB…
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and with that, the starburst are gone.
