I think I'm being passed up on calls. Though I don't want to say too much.....I might jinx it. Teehee.



I went and cashed my paycheck at lunch, and man, was it a good lunch. Went and got Steve a hat because his hair was a crazy FRO. AFRO. Seriously, the man should've at least put gel in his hair. He was feeling rather self-conscious, so we went to Shopko and got him a hat and looked at their bags (45.00) and after recovering from price shock, left.

Then we drove around arguing about what to eat. Steve wasn't very hungry, so we just went to Qdobe's. Where I got the biggest burrito of my life.
And I went to Chile's last night, which was fun! i had never been to Chile's before.

I don't think I mentioned that.

I uploaded some new pictures that I plan on using in future posts, so watch out! Most of them I got from neopets.com. Which, I am sad to say, I am addicted. And have 2 pets. And have had 2 pets for like 25 months. Must be some sort of a record.

Thats about it. Like my retarded dog? I'm gonna call him Squirky.

First thing first, Ultraviolet was really quite decent. The fighting scenes were really really well done. All the blocking and hitting was well analyzed by my brain-washed Shotokan mind, and I was able to see that they trained their star well. She was freaking awesome.

Second thing second-Francine hung out with us last night. Which was awesome, although I felt it turned out more that I was the third wheel. Steve and her got along REALLY well, and talked and laughed together, and I was just kinda going......yeah. I felt whenever they talked to me that they were indulging a small child. "That's nice Stephanie." Then they'd turn back towards eachother and have a great time. I was slightly frustrated by that, and then we went to Hastings, where the new book by Frank Peretti and Ted Dekker called House was NOT available. DAMN THEM!

I shall have to go to Borders, and Barnes and Noble until I have found my precious. Steve is all set on buying it for me.

Third thing third-I have a confession.

I too have a fetish. I am obsessed with journals.
Sans the fact that I have difficulty keeping a written account of anything for more than a couple of months.
I love journals. I will go, and look at all the different formats and see what I want, and happily look around all the time. I must have kept my longest journal for like....erm....6 months. Although, in my defense, it was a scrap-journal-meaning I had to decorate each page and make it fun, which I just don't have the energy for, anymore. Not only that, but my pens that I used DIED like the Spawn of Satan they are. poopy pens.

*sigh*

So tonight I get to cash my paycheck-perhaps-and then I shall go to Ross to get some maternity pants that actually fit, and a new top, and Steve shall get new pants. I also am planning on getting some slides for my poor pregnant feet.

Then we are going to Merlins, again, (exciting) and going to ITG land.....where we will play ITG and laugh with each other.

I am a happy fat woman.

T'is the Payday!

And we came out of it far more rich than we thought.

YAY!

My paycheck was almost 100.00 more than I thought, which is gregarious!

So I'm gonna get more maternity clothes, and start getting Alex some clothing. Excellent. Muaha.



Other than that, not much has happened. Although, Kelly, Steve's cousin is now living with her, because Kelly can't afford her own house. Which is bad, because now Sharon is trying to push Steve out faster, which is bad.

She was harping on us last night, asking how much we had saved and what we were gonna do.
*sigh*

So we're gonna go tonight and look at baby stuff and look around. We may need to stay at Erica's for awhile, eek. I pray not, as Erica is stinky, smelly, and would invite herself over at 3:00 in the morning-doesn't help she's obsessed-OBSESSED-with Steve. --

If anything, I would rather Kelly live with us-his cousin. She's pretty freaking awesome.

Although, the question remains, does Kelly want to live with us??

After the baby is born, I wouldn't want her to anyways. I'd drive me nuts. I mean, I think it'd drive her nuts more than me, but yeah.



Anyone eat at a Coldstone Creamery? Ice cream goodness-I had one today. Oh, they are so good! It was SO what I needed! Steve, big man he is, played DDR. Hehe. It was hilarious. 4 year olds and 5 year old girls clustered around, admiring my man.

Yeah. He's hot. Back of ladies.

So that's about it, other than I love life.

I am an emotional wreck at best.

I am so wierd with my wants at times.

Today, for the first time in a while, I wanted Steve to just want to be with me. Usually, I'm a-okay. usually, I can go and do my own thing and ignore him completely. But lately I know that my time alone with him is running short. I don't think he realises that.

I think he realises that-in a sense-but it really hasn't hit home. Nor will it until after the baby comes and I barely have the energy to move, much less do anything with him.

Will he care, then, or will he find solace in his games, or with his friends?

I love that he holds me, but sometimes-I just want him to randomly just pounce on me and tell me he wants me and just--but he never would. He's not that type of guy. And I'm afraid to do it to him-I'm afraid he'd push me away again, or reject me because he's too tired.
It isn't his fault. He's got a different agenda, and a different libido, and everything. I have to accept that about him-If I don't accept it and go with it, then he's not the one I should be with. And I am big enough to hold that.

It just.....love is a painful and scary thing. And I hate that I'm teary whenever I think of something happening to him, or me being on this Earth without him.

So for the first time in a year, I had taco bell today. I worked there, a little over a year ago, as a manager, so I thought a taco bell experience had been ruined for me. But today I went and ordered a baja chicken chalupa, and I liked it! I was somewhat relieved, but when I think about it, I still get that icky feeling in the back of my mind. It will never again be a fond place, but if Steve wanted to eat there once a millenium I'd be cool with that.

In other news! Last night I went home and I found a sticky note on my door saying:

Stephanie-Rent is due on the 15th of this month.

Um, yeah. Today is the 15th. So I got, like, a days notice.

Not only that, I don't get paid until Friday.

Too bad they are asking me to give them 250.00 when I plan on moving out partway through the month.
So I have to go home tonight and I really don't want to face them. I know that as soon as I walk through the door to go up the stairs to my apartment, one of them will be ready to pounce on me and ask me for rent. What a bunch of anus-retentive fools.

Also, they're moving to Hawaii-which is probably why they want the rent right now.
Well, it's my problem, but not. I should have gotten a wee bit more than a days notice, and no one called me or anything. For them to just ask me arbitrarily is retarded. Kinda makes me miffed. So much, it ruined my ride over to Steve's house. I just fumed the entire time.

I had a ton of nightmares last night. I had one nightmare that Steve was cheating on me with some girl he met on myspace. I had another nightmare that my stepmom was beating the crap out of my little sister and I punched her in the face. Oddly enough, my step mom and my sister don't get along, but I don't think that she would do something like THAT!

Anyways, we have the head honcho's roaming the site today, so I can't spend too much time speculating. Though, for the record, AM is extra funny today, talking about a risque obsession and her mothers coveting of said possessions.

New day. New happenings. Hope your Wednesday is as entertaining as mine.