I don't wanna grow up I'm a toys R us kid.

Why oh why do I decide that partying to 4:30am on Saturday night is a good idea? I never recover well and usually sleep away the day. Well that is exactly what I did! I partied so fucking late, and then slept in until 3:30pm! I haven’t slept that long since college and I feel like a piece of useless shit.

Overall the weekend was fun; I hung out with friends on Friday and then went to a catered party on Saturday night. Left early and started to party hard core, until 4:30am rolled around and I forced S. to pass out with me.

I did get some wedding stuff done this weekend including some bridesmaids dressed picked out and also registering. Can I just tell you that registering is fun and weird at the same time? I basically go around with this scanner that beeps whenever to want something and scan it. It kind of felt like Christmas, but I couldn’t bring myself to go too crazy since I realize people have there own bills as well. I did pick out a breathalyzer, and some great sheets, hehe! Gotta love BED, BATH and BEYOND.

I also picked out flowers and was so thankful for the amazing deal I got where I basically saved about a thousand dollars. So I changed my motif a bit but hey saving a thousand dollars and not putting a deposit down rocked (she said I was trustable, OH YEAH!). So instead of orchids only I am using Lilies, daises, roses and carnations. It should be gorgeous and if not then I will be the first bride to not carry any tacky looking flowers.

Well enough about wedding shit (seriously I feel super pretentious discussing it) and discuss job opportunities. So that guy who gave S. his card appears to totally be able to help me get a job as a pharmaceutical sales rep! OHHH fuck YA! I am so psyched and need to get the hell out of this job. I need something new and better and not a fucking cubicle. I would work out of my home; get a company car, corporate credit card, and hopefully more money. More importantly I would have a future in a career I would actually like, and lets face it the perks are amazing! I am waiting for a call back with that company and have a phone interview with another company this Friday. So everyone once again say a prayer, sacrifice an animal, or something to help me get one of these jobs.

Another UPDATE one of my longtime girlfriends just had a baby, which is actually super bizarre to think about because we used to smoke pot, date older guys, get thrown down to the principal office and generally be a pain in the ass. Now she has a little spawn of her own. It almost makes it real that everyone is growing up. Yeah weddings and houses are being bought but to me real adulthood begins when you have a child. It is no longer about you and your life changes. Well that is what they say right? So I am going to visit her and her new husband (she will be his third wife, crazy huh?) and the new baby. Hopefully I won’t freak out and run away screaming “I don’t want to grow up, you can’t make me!”

No drinking yet I got no sleep?

Uhhhhhh I am so tired and irritated. I hate going to work lethargic because the job is so boring it is already hard to stay awake, focus and work.
I just want to rant a bit.....S., some friends and I met up with some of S. friends who came in from San Diego. The guy is nice and I will refer to him as rocker guy (he has long hair and a go-tee) and we all hung out at a bar. I went home early since I have to go to work in the morning and S. stayed out since he had today off (bastard I am jealous). I put my earplugs in, wash my face, put my face mask on (have to love the nightly rituals) and proceed to bed.
Well two hours later I am woken out of a dead fucking sleep to S. plastered and falling all over the place, crashing into everything. S. is not very good with shots so when he does he becomes a retard with no motor skills. As he climbs into bed he starts to toss and turn then completely falls and crashes off the bed. FINE (as my anger starts to rise more and more) stay on the floor at least then you aren't tossing all night keeping me awake. Then he aparently tried to grab a pillow and caused other things like nightstands to fall over. GRRRRRRR I am getting more and more irritated and awake. Finally he gets up a little later (right when I am about to fall asleep again) and crawls into bed. THEN he starts to snore...MOTHER FUCKER!

Side Note: I have this wonderful trick on how to train a man to not snore. Just close his nose so he is forced to breath out of his mouth. Now the first couple of times the guy will either breath out of his mouth or jerk awake feeling like he was suffocating...but either way over time it will get to the point that all you have to do is graze his nose and thank god for Pavlov's law the man will roll over.

Back to the story..so I touch his nose and he rolls over. Finally I can get some sleep. Wake up and start to walk around and see the room is trashed and S. totally pissed all over the floor (should have known better he would have stayed on the floor all night otherwise) which I stepped in. Holy shit I love this man and don't get me wrong I have come home drunk too, but I do not create this much havoc. So I get ready and I couldn't help myself. I reset the alarm for 9am put it the loudest I could and across the room so he can't hit snooze or off. Whoopsees, second mistake...mentioning to his rocker friend who was sleeping on our couch that S. pissed himself. Hey I figure those two are very calm and nice in comparison to the thoughts of torture i wanted to inflict on S. for ruining my whole night.

The answer to no sleep

I was completely exhausted yesterday after little sleep on tuesday (thunderstorms still get to me) and then I went to a kick ass cardio and abs class. So as I walk in the door I was not my normal peppy self but more quiet and sullen due to the jello I called my muscles and brain. S. was a little concerned and went into sweet mode and decieded I need to go out for dinner and a few margarita's. It was very nice and then back home we went where the games were on. I lasted about a half an hour and I got up and went to bed. Now S. knows if you want some you have a 20 minute window from after that moment if we are going to bed at different times. No matter how tired or sick I will never withold sex from him (God for bid he did it to me) but he did not make it in so I passed out. ALLLLLLLLLLLL night I tossed and turned, woke up every two hours. IT FUCKING SUCKED and I am sure it sucked for S as well since i kept him up with my body flailings. As I wake up in a daze I apoligized to S for my shenanigans.

Me: I am so sorry if you didn't sleep well last night
S. You were definately moving around but its ok
Me: I don't know what the hell my problem is, I even went to bed early. What the fuck?
S. I know why you didn't sleep well!
Me: Oh really why is that?
S. Because we didn't have sex...(with a grin)
Me: Hmmmmm that definately could be it, guess that can't happen again can it because I need to sleep.
S. I love your thinking. Anything where I can help you sleep better i am on board.

NOTE: This theory of S. could be true since an journal article has linked lack of sperm to depression (which includes symptoms of sleeplessness).