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FUCK YEAH.

Sorry about that. I'm back to my normal 'life is fucking great' mood. Where to start? I applied to work at Applebee's today. I'm sitting waiting to be interviewed like 'What the hell am I doing here? I have no fucking work experience.' Jobs really irritate me. Places want people with experience, but nobody will hire so a bitch can gain some experience. Anyway, I applied as hostess and I need to call the dude back on Monday to see if there is anyone who can work with my school schedule. Only problem is, I forgot his name. I think his name is Arnold. Tomorrow, I'm going to call and ask what the assistant manager's name was. Shit. Anyway, I also applied at the Applebee's on the other side of town, so hopefully I'll hear back from them soon. I bought a hookah last night. It's purple & pretty. I bought sour apple and grape tobacco. It's gonna be gooooood. I'm ready for that shit. I just need it to be here by Valentine's day. Why? Well, I'm throwing a Fuck Cupid party at my apartment. I'm fucking excited, dude. Like, I'm counting down the days to Valentine's Day this year. Stephanie is my Valentine. Haha. Matt decides that I'm only allowed to have one Valentine so I guess his ass is going to find a new one. Go figure. He didn't want to be my Valentine anyway. Back to the party. We're drinking, smoking & doing whatever else comes to mind. I'm telling everyone they're not allowed to show up with a date, but they're more than welcome to leave with one. I can't decide if I want to make jello shots or not. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to. We're also all bringing a little Valentine's gift to exchange and what not. I'm probably buying a vibrator or some flavored lube as my gift and I think Steph is buying a vibrating cock ring. That's hilarious. I'm making the cheese dip that everyone LOVED last time and Steph will probably make some cupcakes. I invited this guy named Erik to come and turns out he just bought a hookah like two days ago. So, we're gonna have 3 hookahs? JACKPOT. Dude is super cute. I'm like, IN LOVE with his eyes. He gets that a lot, though. I was good at my last party. I was a little drunk, but still responsible. Probably because David was trying to get in every bitch's panties that were here. He asked me the next day if I was flirting with him at the party. I told him "Honey, I was flirting with everyone. Including Garrett & he's gay." Yeah, that was a hit below the belt, but dude deserved it. This time ... David will not be attending. I must say that I can't make any promises about being on my best behavior. After all, Erik is coming. So are hopefully a few of my hoes from different area codes. This party may get a little slutty. Not quite on the giant orgy level, but that's just because I'm stingy & don't like sharing. I swear, ever since Stephanie's sister moved out & I got my apartment... we're just going wild. Not in that bad way that sheltered teens who finally get some freedom go wild, but I mean, we're just having so much fun. I'm telling you, Valentine's Day can NOT possibly come any sooner. Hurry, bitch.