Changes, changes.

So Blogface,
I feel I should update you before I peace out from the interwebs for awhile. I decided it would be illogical to take this bitchass computer with me to Squirrel Hill because it's the most ghetto set-up one could ever imagine. So I will be computerless until I save enough dolllaaazzz to buy a sweet new comp.
SO onto exciting things ;
I am 24 as of today! Oh my! Calm down!
Yesterday most of the fam, Joe and Jason helped move my bed and such into the apartment. So I had to sleep on the couch here last night. This was unfortunate.
Today me and my bff, Dubbsie Dubsalot are going to move some more things in and then I will stay there.
I'm waiting for the transition period when I can refer to the apartment as home and this will be referred to as my parents house. That will be sweet.
I have to work on making myself familiar with Squirrel Hill though. I am so terrible with directions, it's rather embarassing TBH. I get lost going anywhere.
New job on Monday! Also exciting! I'm sort of nervous but I know that if I drink enough coffee my nerves will be fine.
Friday is the Bridgley Moore bbt show, last show evaaa. Which is really sad but it should be a really, really good show. I'm excited.
I'm excited about everything right now.
A lot of change for sure, and it will be challenging, but I am totally welcoming the challenges.
ILU interwebs. See you soon, I hope.

If April sucks as bad as March I am going to lose my mind. Even more than I already have.

Ah, fuckin ass.

I have no interwebs but I have remedied this by getting a library card at Robinson Library (who knew???) and sneaking on the interweb there and at various friends houses. I love the library because it's free. I got three books there. I am happy. Are you happy?
Friday the 14th of March is a double fun day because not only is it my soulmate JTH's birthday but Brittney and I are going to see our favorite slacks wearing member of New Found Glory, and the rest of them too. This takes place in Greensburg so maybe I should pop over to say hi to my cousins.
The previous Thursday night was rather enjoyable, it was the dubbs birthday and we went to 80's night. A LOT of dancing went on. I can't complain. I can only smile with joy and fond memories of such a spectacular event.
Nothing exciting happened again until Saturday when Stacy and I braved the blizzard to go to the BBT with the rest of the fam. The BBT itself wasn't that eventful but the after-party was. On our voyage back to The Rob the snow had begun to swirl and twirl and become increasingly worse and worse and it was much more clever to just spend the remainder of the evening at Stacy and John's dad's house in Carnegie. So we all convened there and proceeded to have in depth round table discussions and drink some fine looking beverages. John somehow got thirty-five times more inebriated than us and it was quite hilarious and ridiculous.
Last night (Sunday) I slept over here again and we watched Across The Universe. There was lots of singing from very attractive males. Then today Stacy and I worked on lots of things, and are going to go to Club Cafe tonight. Yay!

Welcome to the world, it will let you down.

I've been unusually mo-mo the last few weeks, I don't know why. I blame it on the weather. I just want to sleep all the time. And when I'm awake I just think about how much I want to be sleeping. I bet it's also because I've had to work on the weekends. This gives me nothing to look forward to and makes life seem pointless.
In other news I've decided to quit drinking. Don't get sad children, just for awhile. It's just a test for myself. I think that if I can't make myself do things or approach people or say what I want to say unless I am drinking then I shouldn't be saying those things at all or talking to those people. I did accomplish a goal of confrontation totally sober which was a big step. It wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. It's a step. It's not like I'm not totally ridiculous while sober anyways.
I need to make today productive.

I'm naming my firstborn "Pabst"

I made the decision to stay in tonight. I felt it was a good one to make since I was very tired. However I also drank a large quantity of coffee. After laying in my bed not falling asleep for a good portion of time, I decided to give up on sleep. I then made the choice to leave my trust in the cold goodness of Pabst. I'm only two PBR's in and I may not make it farther than that, but still, I feel my mood has improved slightly.

clap clap clap

I had a bad day yesterday. I remedied this by having some PBR. It worked out for the most part. Except for now I can only taste Pabst. It's the taste that never leaves. I guess I don't mind much.
I really, really, really do not want to go to work today. I am procrastinating a lot. I should have probably went and showered 2 hours ago. Now it's 11:05 and I have to be at work at 12:00 and I just will skip showering. Dirty bike punks ftw? Ew, no.
But seriously.
It's snowing and I hope people decide not to leave their houses today. Stay home. Stay home and away from the mall. Well actually, go to any mall other than the one in the rob. Stay out of the rob altogether. Because I am tired and want to sleep more. Coffee.

True, it may seem like a stretch.

John and I are bringing back three-way attack phone calls. So be on your toes. I also want to make a burn book. I feel like it will be therapeutic. Mean girls had so many good ideas.
I hate gingers. My cd is skipping and this is not cool.It's some mix cd someone made me. Don't worry. I replaced it with another mix cd that B. Mo made me. It features IATA and Cartel, I think. I wish everyone made me a mix cd, everyday. Always.
I was in a bad mood earlier but I since am on my second cup of ridiculously strong coffee and it made my mood improve.
I don't know if I'm going to go out tonight. But tomorrow!!!! Tomorrow I am very much looking forward to. AND I am excited to have another G.N.O. with Pamela. A real one this time. Yessss! My outfit tomorrow is going to rule. Even though no one ever notices besides Pamela. That's okay. We will make sure to take a FL(full length) photo this time. Yes yes.
Oh my, this coffee is crazy.

Baxter, you know I don't speak Spanish.

I have taken Pamela's advice and been listening a lot to SK. Incidentally my mood has drastically improved. Coincidence? I think not.
My friend of the same name but different spelling (Gena) left me a myspace comment telling me that this girl looks like me.

This girl is probably about 15.
Excellent.
In other news, Brillo Box show this weekend!! Super stoked. I have to make sure not to get too drunk at the Brillo Box though because the steps that lead upstairs are really steep and I've had some close calls with them. I'm going to have to save most of the drunkeness for the after party, wherever it may be.
Wow, it is snowing like crazy. I wish this laptop worked like a real laptop because I would totally take it to work with me.

Whiney time is for winners.

I am so mad/upset. I feel awful and angry and sad. I hate being a girl.
I should stop listening to sad songs repeatedly.

I hate you, Terry.

Hello. Let's update. I currently feel like I'm going to vomit. This is not fun. But back to real updates. Like our fake b-day party. The turnout was not bad. I mean, it was generally the same people we always hang out with, but I really like all of those people so I'm into it. It was a good time. No drama, just fun.
Then yesterday we went to see the band play at The Rock Room. We were not in happy moods. The Rock Room was creepy and hot and the sound was bad. I felt like a douchebag because I sat in a corner and didn't speak to anybody but Pam. Oh well. I am listening to Watson Park. I like them. The show itself wasn't bad, we were just in terrible moods. I went to sleep as soon as I got home and I still slept in today. Oh tiredness.
There was a random flash of lightening and then a couple rumbles of thunder last night. Then there was nothing else. It was strange. I guess I don't feel much like updating. I thought I did but we all know I can never make up my mind about anything. EVER.

Yawn.

Yesterday I went to Club Cafe with Stacy for open mic night. It was nice. It's all acoustic and pretty chill. There was no cover and drink specials so I was happy. I only had two drinks but they were delicious. The only bad thing about acoustic is that all the songs are generally depressing love songs. I sort of wanted to die afterwards. All the people that played were really good though.
Becki, Andrew, John and Jason were supposed to meet us at the rex afterwards but Andrew had a headache so Becki called and said to just come over Jason's. Then John called and said it was going to be boring and we might as well just stay at Club Cafe. So that's what we did. I wanted to see everyone but I had a nice time just kicking it there.
My goal today is to go out and get some coffee. Becca wants to after she's off work and I was thinking about inviting Joe since he is usually down for coffee and I haven't heard from him in a few days.
There is apparently some show at Lava Lounge on Valentines Day that might be fun. I'm considering it. I'm considering a few things. Always. Valentines Day is so lame.
80's night this week seems promising. I'm stoked. It's always worth it to be able to scream "This bed is on fire with passion and love!". That always makes it worth it.
So far today I have paid off some debts, did my taxes and searched for a new job. I think some more laundry will be next. I did the dishes too. I'm going to totally marry someone in a band so we go on tour all the time and I don't have to do any housework ever. Scooooore.

Fuck rehab, I wanna get drunk.

First off, I am really upset nobody has commented on the new Myspace pictures yet. I think they are hilarious and show how Pamela and I are fun and silly and everyone should want to be/date us. But nooooooooooo, that's not what anyone else seems to think. I have terrible, terrible, AWFUL pains in my stomach today. This makes me unhappy. It makes me very mean. I would like to punch people very much.
So apparently today is the "Superbowl". What the fuck? What does that mean? Who cares? Why is it "super"? Seriously. I mean, I know everybody cares but why? Why does everybody care? It makes me so mad.
I need a new outfit for the party. Too bad I hate life today or I would have went shopping after work. My family members keep trying to speak to me and it's rather annoying. I don't wish to speak to people. Unless my sister wants to guitar battle me. It's on.
Myspace ruins lives. I swear it does. I swear I want funfetti cupcakes. Oh, I hear someone. Oh it's the sister. They are going to CVS. I requested Aleve. And some JD.

Hugs are overrated, just FYI.

I am beating Pam by 3000 points in blog postings. This is mainly because I've had off the last two days and have been really bored. Today I started off with a cup of strong coffee though so I did productive things. Like laundry!! And playing guitar hero which I beat on the easy level and now have to conquer medium. I may be obsessed.
Tonight shall be interesting. I am accompanying Brittney to see Kris Roe play an acoustic set and then hitting up 80's night. I am going to wear a black dress with tights. Does this surprise anyone at all? It shouldn't.
I made a peanut butter sandwich and it sucks because I didn't realize the bread was stale. I tried to eat it anyways but I just can't do it. I do have vitamin water so maybe I just won't eat today.
Vitamins!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope some of the old gang is at 80's night. So I can cling to them and not be uncomfortable because I'm not going to drink a lot. I will have 2 PBR pounders and then I will be DONE. This is my rule and I will only bring enough money in to buy those. This is my plan but it could be potentially foiled if some boy is all "Let me buy you a drink!" because I have a real problem with turning down drinks. Hmmmm.
I have to go being the getting ready process. I have 2 and a half hours but I like to procrastinate a lot so I have to start now.
Tomorrow will be fun too because Pamelalalalallaa and myself are going to go somewhere and hide in a dark corner and chat about our lives. Other parties may join us but no one can be too sure about that.
Peace!

I can bring the awesome.

OMG. I've had too much coffee!! FYI.
I am so into this blogging. Seriously into it. You don't even know.
I saw a journal I really loved and wanted to buy today, it was leather bound and really sweet. It was $27 though and I'm poor. Plus my other journal isn't filled yet, soon it will be.
Pam and Gina's birthday extravaganza will be taking place relatively soon and I am so stoked.
We are going to get really sweet outfits and everyone will be like "Yo, can I get your digits?" and I will be like "You already have them because I only have a limited amount of friends and if you are at this party you must be one of them." and then I will be like "But....we can slow dance....wiiink" and I will say wink out loud while actually winking. That's how I roll.
I really hope our party is fun and free of drama. Well I guess a little bit of drama is okay, but only like the fun kind of drama. I want to play fun party games. By fun I mean lame. Spin the bottle FTW!!!
It was super windy last night or early this morning, however you want to put it. My window blew open and scared me. I thought someone was trying to kill me. It would be easy to climb in through my window if you have a background in rock climbing.
Brittney invited me to go to Bamboozle with her in May. I don't know if it's worth it to go to New Jersey when the only band I would really care about seeing is Saves The Day, whom I love dearly but have seen probably like 15 times. I sort of want to go just to go to New Jersey. I don't think it's financially a good move though. We'll see. New Found Glory is coming again though, so we can reunite with Chad and hopefully get in free and be able to kick it backstage. I can then resume trying to find a rich husband in a band. Not anyone in NFG though cause they are all pretty much old and married. I mainly focus on the opening bands. It's like I can't date someone if they aren't in a band. This is a problem. I just really like music and I like people who make it. It's inspiring. 
Oh, you know.

Is it really what you wanted to say?

Hello. I think that the newest Saves The Day cd which is titled "Under The Boards" is excellent but also puts me in about the same mood as old Bright Eyes does. This is not good for a variety of reasons. I still listen to it obsessively though. I really like Chris Conley. I can't help it. Even if after listening to his cd all I feel like doing is sleeping, crying and not answering my phone. The first 5 songs are upbeat and catchy and then the rest of the songs slowly get really dark and morbid. Whatevs.
So yesterday was eventful!!! I woke up, did some laundry, thought about reasons to live, failed, drank some coffee, briefly tried to find a new job, failed, pitied myself, checked the interwebs, ignored my phone for three hours, slept, finally called people back, agreed to hang out with Joe & John. We went to dinner where nobody really ate and then Joe and I journeyed to some outdoors store where there were tons of stuffed, dead animals that really freaked me out a lot. They were everywhere. Ugh. Anyways, then we went to visit Joe's brother and sister in law so he could pick up some movie. They are really nice people and they have a super cute little boy so that was fun. We then went back to my house because the movie we wanted to see didn't start till almost ten. We saw Juno and it was really good. It had good music in it and it for some reason made me feel peaceful.
Then I came home and couldn't sleep because my brain didn't want to shush up. So I tossed and turned forever and finally fell asleep. Now I need coffee and coffee before I go to work.
I think everything I thought my mind was made up about is totally up in the air again. This sucks. Dammit, Chris Conley. This is your fault.

I am more important than you.

Today I realized that my good friend Pam and myself have a drinking problem. To remedy this I am going to buy us flasks. We will only drink around each other and conceal our drinking around all other people. I didn't realize we had a problem but an online test did confirm the truth that our drinking is hazardous and harmful to our health. I also started to suspect it when Pam began listening to Sean Kingston a lot and crying. I thought that was sort of weird but since she's my BFF I never really confronted her about it and just acted like it was normal to down 3 shots of vodka in two minutes while sobbing along to good ole Sean.
I once watched a show where the main character has to go to AA and he told his group that there is no such thing as alcoholics, there are just assholes. I think this is a brilliant theory.
In other news, Pam and I like to make lists. Lists to decide things. Is that so wrong? Is it wrong if every once in awhile they are about boys? Maybe they might add points for really respectable things (nice shoes) and take points away for some not so respectable things (not in a band) but I think it's okay because we just need to clear our heads sometimes.
I also have a problem with telling the truth. Yeah, I just like to lie.