Wrawnne Allmeeydduh (emphasize duh) our brainless, senseless, ball-less, chick less, dickless, er i mean fearless leader at work left me a note this morning. actually i thought the note was for me but it turns out it was for someone else. someone named Millissa. yah. WTF. how hard is it to spell Melissa. i've gotten mellissa, mellisa, melisa. damn it people how many melissas have you met who spell their names those ways?! that's one of my pet peeves. my name. a common response for me when asked my name is "it's melissa, that's one L and TWO S's" another thing. it's MELissa not MAlissa. that's an e not and a. ugh!

so what's been going on...

friday night i went drinking at the dorms with K-(ahala) Dave's friends. that was pretty funny. his friend's are super cool adn stuff. i hate when i go out with someone's friends and they make me feel really uncomfortable like you're an outsider, but they weren't like that at all. i had 3 beers wow tha't spretty good fro me. good thing i was still able to walk because i had to make my usual multiple bathroom trips.

K-Dave was pretty messed all tho he claims he wasn't. he's just naturally clumsy that's why he couldn't stand. yup. he plays guitar. his friend was singing while he played and added some vocals. it was so nice! he knows more than words, which is neatos mesquitos on bean burritos.

sat night we drove around pointlessly which was really fun. we stopped at sandy's where K-Dave became obsessed with my hand. it was so cute. ater that we cruised at my house and discussed appealing body parts, sex, my girlfriend vera, and some other stuffs.

K-Dave saw mikey in the flesh. a very tired slightly intoxicated at 4 in the morning mikey. scary indeed.

this morning, sunday in case you, like me, lost track of the days. K-Dave took me to work and then found himself locked out of this store. it was pretty interesting.

i'm waiting for him so i can go do my laundry because i have nothing to wear despite my closet full of clothes. so he's gonna meet my mommy, a truly frightening thought.

K-Dave likes the way i smell. he claims his car smells like me but it goes away after a while so he'll have to drive me around a lot so he won't have to go buy smelly beads.

K-Dave is so...warning-imay start gushing soon. he's so great. everything about him. it's so different, that's the only way i can think to describe it right now. i'm gonna make myself sick with my smooshiness pretty soon, so i better stop.

it's important to be able to view your past mistakes and recognize why you made them and how not to make them again. it may take a few times, 2, 3, maybe even 4, but that's not the part that matters. what does count is that eventually you do see and then, you can do things different.

it's just so hard to be good, but i'm gonna do it because well, i owe it to myself.