So I had my first planning meeting as President yesterday, and it didn't go as well as I thought it would. Probably because there weren't that may people there and the ones who were didn't really speak up. So I was kinda bummed about that, but Judy and Sue Ann made me feel better. I left Nashville and drove to Savanna to visit Jordan. I haven't seen him in like, months. So I was really excited! I got there and we took the Tracker out to check on his deer stand. That's the most redneck thing I've done in a long time. On the way home we stopped at a Quickstop and I got a Miller Lite tall boy. He brought it out in a paper bag. No Joke. I didn't want to be seen driving down the road drinking out of a paper bag, so I poured it into my Sonic cup. I spilled some in the Geo, which made it smell lovely today, and got an assload of foam in my cup. So I proceeded to drink my beer out of a straw and get a little buzz on, because anyone who knows me knows I'm a lightweight. We got home and he showed me some new guns and bows that he had gotten, and we took some crazy pics of me in a sombrero pointing a .500 Magnum at a deer head. It was classic. We got ready and went to see Tropic Thunder. It wasn't as genius as I thought it was gonna be, but it was very good. We went to some friends of his's house, and I promptly fell asleep, as I tend to do. Got up about 2, went to his house, watched AquaTeen, went to bed and got up around noon. This morning we went and I watched him shoot off the .500 Magnum. It was really loud and I wanted to shoot it but was too scared. Went to Sonic for breakfast/lunch, then I came home. It was a wonderful redneck time.
So last night we were driving across the dam at Pickwick, and got to talking about how we were approaching 30 and felt like we were just waiting on something. I got a little teary because I realized that I'm gonna have to start making things happen for myself instead of waiting for some man to come through and make them happen for me. Mainly, finance wise, I know S isn't going to pay me back that money he owes me. He called my mom yesterday, and that really makes me mad. So I'm gonna see about getting a PRN job at Methodist with Jordan. I've gotten to where I stay up late anyway, so what if I'm working? I'm to the point where there are things I want but I don't have the means to get them. I'm just tired of worrying about money. Like, if my fridge went out, I'd be fucked. So I'm gonna work some more. No big deal. I'm gonna make it happen. Then soon I can sell my house when the market gets better and move downtown. We'll see...
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