This Weeks Not So Interesting Highlights

I basically almost sliced my finger off while opening a can of olives. It has been bleeding on and off now for three days. Poor finger. I keep putting bandaids on but they always fall off, cheap things. But hey, at least the pizza that gave purpose to the olives turned out delicious. Don't worry though, it was 100% sauce, no blood in the night's recipe.

The day after the olive incident I woke up feeling aimless and dare I say, depressed. I felt unsure of just about everything. I worked all day and decided to binge watch Mad Men (I work at a vintage shop that isn't too busy) and surprisingly made it through three episodes. Once the day was over going home seemed unappealing so I drove around Riverside for the next 20 minutes, arrived home and decided to run a mile. 9 minutes and 55 seconds. Can I just say THAT IS HORRIBLE. But then again, I ended up not getting the chance to eat all day, there was a major lack of sleep involved, and it was about ninety degrees outside. Maybe the running wasn't so bad.

Yesterday evening I went to the Drive-In to see The Visit. IT WAS SO FRIGHTENING! I ended up screaming and hurting my boyfriend's (Lukas) ear. Poor guy, he puts up with so much from me. Anyway, I've narrowed it down to three things scare me, creepy grandmas crawling on all fours, creepy hands grasping and making creepy movements, and up close creepy faces appearing out of nowhere.

Moving on to this morning, I am talking to my mother on the phone, "Bring my charger please." "Okay I am about to leave in a few seconds," I replied. Afterwards, I went to get her charger and walked out the door... but wait, where's my phone? 'CALL MY PHONE, I LOST IT' I text my sister (Brooke) and Lukas. Thankfully my sister came to the rescue. She calls three times and I literally did not hear a peep from anywhere in the house. I am convinced my phone disappeared into oblivion. At this point its 11 o'clock and I have to be at work at 11. I leave the house swiftly and phone-less to find out my boss arrived at the same time I did to pay me for the week. "I'm so sorry I'm a few minutes late, I had an emergency with my sister. Im really sorry. Also I don't have my phone today but I have my lap top so we can communicate that way." "That's okay!" I shamefully ran to unlock the door and open as soon as possible.

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