B. Fourth.

Today is Sunday.

er, sorta. it is way past midnight, so i guess it WAS Sunday, just a bit ago.

anyway.

I worked today. I work every sunday.

Sundays and Mondays, and thats about it, cuz my boss hates me.

I can't really blame her.

If i employed me, id hate me too.

But she's a family friend, and like my aunt, so i still have my job.

I work in Tombstone, AZ, at a little gift shop.

One that has a giant stuffed buffalo keeping me company all day.

(^^^Buffalo!!!^^^)

Most people that work in Tombstone have to dress up in old time clothes.

like cowboy and cowgirl type stuff.

Thank god, i don't.

Instead, i'm the only blue-haired, lip-pierced, tatooed girl there.

At least, I'm pretty sure.

Call it an educated guess.

But it's simply another reason my boss doesnt give me any hours. whatever.

Not that it really matters all that terribly much.

I rent the little apartment on top of my moms house

(yes, my parents are my landlords),

and theyre never home,

so basically i pay utilities and watch over the house.

So, that's covered, then food, and gas, and....

thats about it.

but i really should find another job, i know.

If not to replace this one, then just a second one at least.

Anywho.

Jeremeys being a doll, and getting stuff done,

and being responsible, and spoiling me.

I hope he can keep it up. :)

One of my closest friends, Fiona visited,

and we went to the music show Jeremey helped put on.

It was so-so, not bad.

it ended with the main guy throwing his equipment across the room.

I sold drinks, and sat in the corner trying to look pretty.

Fifi kept me company and drew on paper plates with me.

So thats it.

my euphemism for today: Buff the Beaver.

Gotta go Buff the Beaver, then get some shut eye!

Terrible boss hating job in the a.m.!

Goodnight! :D

Third

This is a worried face.

This worried face is added to my blog today because Sean had a siezure today.

Sean is Jeremey's room mate. We usually dont get along,

but if you decide to have a siezure, i can usually put my differences with you aside.

They work in Tombstone, AZ, at the OK Coral as actors, reanacting the faithful gunfight do many years ago.

Well today, last show, mid sentence, mid line, Sean froze, gargled, turned purple, and dropped to the ground.

I didnt witness it, i was just outside of the building.

But still!

It was frightening!

He was fine after a bit. Someone had called 911, medics got there, they wanted to airvac him to Tucson, but he refused. He was even cracking jokes.

(For example, Jeremey was talking to Seans mom, and asked him if he wanted to tell her anything, and he goes, "Yeah! tell her that medics are holding me hostage!")

So he's fine. sorta.

It's just been an odd day. The whole darn thing.

I'd like to know your oppinion (if anyone ever reads this),

but if you could have any super power, what would it be?

And i refuse crappy answers, like flying, or turning invisible.

I want creativety!

I would want to be able to never sleep.

after much daydream enduced thought, that's what ive decided.

Imagine all that you could get done!

And if you didnt need sleep, you would never be tired!

haha, okay, maybe it's not the fanciest or anything, but yeah.

Also!

I've got another question for you!

a friend was talking about making euphamisms for masterbating using every letter of the alphabet for the verb and object.

for example: Annoying the Ardvark....

er, something like that, that's not very good....

But i want to see whatcha got!

and im gonna see if i can come up with one for each day i write, for 26 days.

theres a whole alphabet out there to be perv-itized!

lets hear it!

For now, im off to bed.

to go Arouse the Anaconda....

bwahahahahahaha, JK! JK!

(but that IS a good one! im patting myself on the back. B shall be next! goodnight!)

Second

and all that jazz.

My mom gave my friend, or boyfriend, or watever he is, pot tonight. That was weird.

Now this was weird, because she's usually a pretty uptight lady.

We're no trailer park kinda family.

(not that there's anything wrong with that, im just painting a picture here.)

He was complaining about not having his cigarettes, and she just up and popped,

"well you want some hash?"

then we made dinner for her and watched a crazy movie about cleaning up after suicides.

what an interesting evening its been!...

Now my whatever would be Jeremey.

Im kinda in love with him.

But the whole situation is very complicated.

We tried dating for awhile, but it just didnt work. COULDNT work. we tried.

too many things were against us, and yeah.

so it failed.

But now that we're not technically "together" it works great.

I love his company, we're always together, but the pressures not there.

he found a note he had written to me awhile ago and gave it to me,

"Andy, while trying to think of something FANTASTIC to write to you, I decided that it would be more fantastic to go snuggle [with you]. Love Jeremey. P.S. I will try again later today."

He's so amazing.

But he may be blog-stalking me, so im not gonna let him get the better of me.

HA! take that! ;D

....

I had this coworker named Penny, who i absolutely despised.

She's an all around horrible person.

you know the kind? ugly on the outside and inside.

Just like mommy warned you about.

Well the point of me explaining her,

is to express my overwhelming glee that Tuesday was her last day.

and that im happy.

the end.

My OTHER coworker, Bobbi, told me i had to read this teen series called Maximum Ride.

Theyre kinda horrible.

and somehow, im hooked. I cant stop reading them! I dont know what my problem is!

Theyre written by this adult thrill writer, and i think his writing style in these teen series is too forced. Like he tried TOO HARD to connect with these young adults, or something.

....

Also i hope to get a new car soon. I NEED to get rid of the clunker ive got now before i break down in the middle of the desert. That would be nice and fun. especially in this desert sun.

my big German friend told me he was selling his car. and i think i offended him when i said that i was looking for a Toyota, because theyre more reliable, and wasnt really interested in his Volkswagon.

How steriotypical.

....

I should try writing during the day one of these times. preferably when it doesnt feel like my brain is turning to mush from lack of sleep. Maybe that will help me sound not so undesirable. Cuz thats what i want my writing to be, right? desirable? yeah.

maybe i should go chill out with some Maximum Ride (haha), and try that sleep thing everyone keeps talking about....

the first one

So i took so long editing my blog, that i almost didn't write my first entry. haha.
Lets see if i can sum this up.
I'm Andrea.
Everybody calls me Andy.
Everyone else knows me as Andy Pandy Candy.
I was born in California, and so wish to go back some day.
Im adopted and know my bio-mom, Julie.
Her and my mom-mom, Claudia, were best friends when they were younger.
for medical reasons, Claudia couldnt have children, and desperately wanted them.
Julie was pregnant and didnt want them. so they worked out my whole situation.
I don't know bio-dad, although ive been told his name was Damion.
which just tells me that im the spawn of satan, or whatever.
dad-dad would be Jay. He's a crazy biker-hippie.
him and my mom own the world biggest biker bar. (not largest, BIGgest. look it up.)
which basically explains my disfunctional life growing up.
My all time best friend is Cassidy. I've known her, literally, my entire life.
Shes a few months younger than me, and when her mom was pregnant with her, she would pick me up, and Cassidy would kick me.
(She still kicks my ass.)
we've grown apart, but i still love her, and she's still a big part of who i am today.
man......
I'm boring.
okay. so lets clarify.
born in cali, adopted, biker bar, cassidy. that sums it up.
now for modern day me: I just turned twenty on the 14th, ive got boys falling on themselves for me and i cant figure out why, i have a never ending job working in the worst town ever for Cassidys mom, i'm not going to college right now, cuz i want to have a better idea before i just go and spend all that money, im every steriotype ever created, and nothing youve ever seen before, im so very indecisive, but when i do make a decision i get what i want, and this may be the most boring blog you'll ever read, but im gonna keep at it anyway... thats about it for now. actually not really, but im pretty damn tired, so my brains not working quit properly. I will blog again as soon as i possibly can! :D