twooooo more days of master controlling

i woke up this morning and i was like "i can NOT sit here all day and clean or do laundry and watch tv." so i called my parents, who were watching hurricane rita on fox news and convinced them they needed to get out of the house as well.

i don't mind hanging out with my parents when it's just me and them, and there's no siblings to compete with for attention. my middle brother likes to argue about everything, so you can never have a complete conversation. and my baby brother doesn't usually say much at all except one word answers to your questions. we talk about more stuff now that i don't live there too. i dunno. i guess it's like some adult relationship or something.

i'm still a spoiled brat though. i know this. i honestly wouldn't trade it for the world either.

anyway, mom and i went and saw Just Like Heaven with Reese Witherspoon (Phillippe) and Mark Ruffalo (who's still pretty hot for a hairy geek). it was so cute. i liked it a lot. i never read the paper, so i'm sure since i liked it, Phil Martin hated it, right? anyway...if you want a good date movie, that works. it's not so bad to see with your mom either. and there's this really pretty cover of the Cure's Just like Heaven at the beginning that's sung by some woman. (the end credits have the original version...)

dad went and saw The Man with samuel l. jackson and eugene levy. why...i have no idea. best week ever made fun of it last week saying it was the end of samuel l. jackson's career because it's so bad. dad liked it. so whatever. maybe it's cool for 62 year old men?

we had dinner at Moe's (mmmm....shame on nathan and jarrett for making me addicted to that place) and then we roamed around the mall for a while. i got a skirt and sweater to wear to work next week. that's like the really crappy thing about getting out of master control - i have to buy actual *work* clothes. and the skirts are multiplying in my closet like rabbits. skirts are totally growing on me though. you can wear them so they cover up your pooch (that fat part on your stomach that somehow manages to reveal itself in every pair of jeans/pants/slacks) and that just makes me feel good. hehe. besides....i like looking cute. five years ago, i would have given you the strangest look if you said i'd be talking like this now.

i'm not freaking out so badly at the moment. (thanks to the comment leavers too, by the way) sunday will probably be nerve racking, but i'll manage. that's what i do. i was looking forward to going out saturday with people, but i also told my mom i'd go to my aunt's birthday party...thinking it was going to be in cabot. it's in batesville. i dunno what i'm going to do since i told like 3 different people i'd drop by and say hi on saturday. oh well...all of my weekends are free now! weeee!

did i mention the three enormous zits that popped up on my face yesterday? it's awful. i'd tell you about how they were even painful and i popped two of them today...but that's kinda gross. but not nearly as gross as what nikki wrote about. i almost gagged...but i'm a wimp.

i always wanted to link to a lot of stuff in my posts, but i'm so lazy i don't take the time to put in the web addresses most of the time. nathan is really good at it. i'm practicing, obviously.

i'm listening to XM radio online and i heard a hiliarious new joint earlier where the chorus was "shake your laffy taffy." ah the future of hip hop music....

and thanks to nixon i found out i have the #11 ranked blog in little rock! i beat the natural childbirth (ick!) blog! hooty-hoo!

alright, i'll shut up. gonna go chill at the pool for the last time tomorrow and i need my beauty sleep.

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