Undone

I love to watch my counter steadily go up because of my entertainment value. It’s really quite interesting. 🙂 That’s why I love you guys.

Anyway, I came back from my shopping trip with:

A new black (very swanky) t-shirt, Two new pair of earrings (i haven’t bought earrings since I was fourteen), A very snazzy set of dice, a drink for my mom and I, and a slip (cause I can’t find mine)

I’ve decided on wearing a skirt I already own (which is pretty amazing since i found a pink skirt I fell in love with, but decided against buying for the sheer price of it.) Mom thought it was funny that I spent two hours in a shopping mall and came out with a plain black t-shirt and earrings. I corrected her by saying that the shirt was pretty spiffy, and not bad at all. *nods*

I went and Talked to J-bob for a minute after I got my dice, did I mention they are the coolest dice ever?? And I told him everyone at the store has all the sudden gone “Lets go drinking” crazy. Cept Gert, and recently Guts. The thing is, Guts is pretty dang cool. He knows what i mean when I say that I don’t have to drink to know it isn’t that much fun. Mom said she could bartend for them, mix em up some drinks, charge $300 for the one drink, and they could have the same experience as being drunk, with one drink. Mom’s not an alcohol enthusiast, she planned on giving them some of this Fleet stuff, and it literally is designed to clean you out. *nods* She figured she could make a tidy sum off of charging them a ton of money to go and get ten dollars worth of that stuff. Trust me, it’d make you never want to drink anything my mom gave you again. *shakes her head* Yep, i’d have to say it’s the extereme drinking experience.

Anyway. I took a long nap this afternoon. I think I’ve been this odd kind of testy lately. Extremely defensive of my good mood. (Grood Mood. I mean Good, and great. Great and good.) So anything that could possibly set me off in a bad mood, makes me angry really fast, and then I’m back. It’s like being the hulk or something. Today at the mall some girls (teens, psh) were making rude noises at my mom and i. Normally I’d write it off to adolescence and how hard it must be to be a girl now a days (I know, but really.) and somehow demeaning other people gave those girls a boost. Well, I wasn’t about to let their boost set my boost down lower. Normally I’m really passive, but I went to tell Customer service. I’m in with the Security at the mall (I used to work there.. heh.) So I told them, and the girls got kicked out.

Now, you could look at it as mean, but I’m not really tolerating anyone who is raining on my bloody nice parade. I’ve been extremely nice to people who rang me up today, even if they were pretty ditzy, and Just really– Nice. Those girls made me want to maim them…. making dog barking noises at me and my mom. It may make me a tattle tail, but life is hard enough without having stupid teenage girls sit (not do anything productive) just sit at the mall and make fun of passing people. The world doesn’t really need that. I mean, if you’re gonna hang out at the mall. Play tag, try on clothes, play a board game, play hide and go seek. I don’t care. Just don’t rain on my parade.

*sighs* now i’ve made enough of a deal about that… I should probably get to work on my essay, and what not. 🙂

Derringer Meryl [Homework… is the devil] Out

I’ve been invited to have Dinner at Scott’s on Sunday. This is gonna be the first time I formally meet his family. I’m sorta nervous, but really excited at the same time.

My goal:

To find an outfit that, while modest, causes him to be breath taken.

*nods* Off to the mall I go! Long Live the shopping spree! Down with homework!

Derringer Meryl [Thank you for reading] Out

Have you ever just wanted to dress up like you’re from another place, even if you don’t have any heritage from there?

My oldest brother did it for his wedding. he dressed up like he was from scotland with kilts and what not.

I would like to dress up like i was old traditional Celtic or Japanese. I haven’t chosen one or the other, but I’ve been looking at them both, and found a very handsome Uchikake at a very reasonable price on Ebay. *nods* Of course then I’d need a Kimono, and then I’d need an obi, and someone who knew how to tie a obi, and what not… but I’m not one of those people. I wish I knew a Japanese person who could teach me.

Heh.

Anyway, random thought. If you want to check out the Uchikake (that’s a formal Kimono btw) you can do so here

Derringer Meryl [I don’t think I’m ever gonna grow up] Out

Things i’ve learned lately:

1. No matter what, it’s really not a good idea to try to do the Night at the Roxbury thing while skating. Really. Don’t try it, unless you like falling down. (See: What Is Love? [7″ Mix] – Haddaway)

2. Sometimes the best laid plans give way to the most memorable moments.

3. As said by someone very wise: “Why is it when your life is in danger you can only yell one or two words?” (See: IRON GATE! or possibly BIG STICK!)

4. What could be more fun than having your own inside joke? (See: Mango the Zombie and Necro-Nancy)

5. Sometimes the simplest things are the sweetest. These simple things can also cause certain people to giggle insanely for long amounts of time, and possibly grin at unexpected moments.

6. Having Tenth Kingdom Marathons are also known to make certain people grin as well.

7. I am the entertainment of my family. I am the newest soap opera– I suppose — and I love it.

8. Songs on Repeat while writing can make you smile as you remember people…. and moments.

9. Every near death experience remembered makes me appreciate everyone I know who is alive.

10. Every scary experience, say falling in love, is worth it.

I got a check in the mail today, and I’m so excited. I’m going to FINALLY get my Inuyasha with it, unless I can think of something else to do with it. I really should save it– but I want to have something to do while i’m unable to move during Spring Break (I’m getting the little lovelies removed off of my foot again. Hopefully they’ll stay away this time.) I really hope I don’t get scheduled next wednesday, but I know Guts or maybe Monkey would be willing to switch with me. 😉 I’m getting to the point where I don’t even want to go to work, cause i’d rather hang out with Scott and his friends.

(looks at her TV) huh, my DVD has a scratch or a defect. Hm.

*coughs and goes back to her previous statement* I know that might make no sense to anyone here, but i love work. I spend a lot of my time there. They are my only social outlet.

Looks like my counter broke 1700, thanks guys and gals!

Bah, I must go and cook and see when I work.

Derringer Meryl [Angel from my Nightmare] out

I just got back from 50 first dates. Great movie, not ranking up with Wedding Singer, but still pretty good. I’m thinking it was the company more than anything. He got me popcorn and a drink, and honestly, I’m one of those people where it’s the small things that count, because i miss them so much. I’ve never been on a date to the movies before where the guy pays for me, and buys me popcorn and a drink. I’m really not that hard to please. *smiles* It also makes me happy that I’m going to go play D&D again this week. He’s even going to the trouble to have his friends come and get me. *smiles*

Once again. The small things impress me the most. Did I mention he stopped to get me a rose from Walmart? *blushes* Flowers from guys in the past limited to required prom exchanges. And one bouquet of roses and daisies that i got from a guy I never met because he stood me up on our first date. (his Mom told him no.)

If you’re a regular reader of my blog (and possibly my writing journal) then you know i’m kinda delusional sometimes (see Ally McBeal, that kind of delusional) where I stop and think that people are actually caring enough to do something as nice as get me flowers. I was really touched.

And i love to hear stories about his friends. About their death defying trips around his town. And I love how he’s not … how he isn’t deterred by the fact that i’m quiet. (Except of course when it comes to Sean Astin, how could I be quiet?) I love how his smile is kinda crooked, it’s so adorable. I love how I can’t stop grinning when I’m thinking about him. I love how his friends make me feel included. I don’t think i’ve felt this right ever in my entire life.

And that’s the scary part. I’m afraid. I’ve never fit in anywhere. I’ve always felt like the little girl playing with the big kids– until now.

Mostly I love how when he hugs me …. i feel like nothing in the world could go wrong.

Oh, and as a quick ps, He kissed me. 🙂 and I liked it.

Derringer Meryl [Back and Forth] Out