This morning I was supposed to go to breakfast with Tyler at 10. I woke up at 10:48. Damn. I called him and he was at breakfast with someone else already. It was weird, he never even called. Texted once, but didn’t call. Oh well. We went to lunch at Panera instead and that was delicious. I haven’t had my favorite sandwich in a while. It was nice seeing Tyler today. We see each other about once every 2 years. The last time I saw him we had breakfast at Chickfila before he left to work at Camp Carolina the summer of 2007.
Jenn came over and we looked though all of the pictures from the weekend. They are hilarious and I will back post them. We went to town center since neither of us have been there in a long time. Well, I haven’t been in a few weeks but that’s forever for me. When we got there, I saw Auntie Anne’s and I thought “Hm. I really want a pretzel.” Then as we walked on I saw the Nathan’s stand and thought. “Or I want a hot dog….” After we did our shopping we decided to get pretzels until Jenn reminded me of God’s best invention: a pretzel dog. So I got both things I wanted in one. It was fantastic. At the mall I got an amazing shirt at Urban and some new make up.
I am now sitting on the plane, heading back to Fort Lauderdale. I only have two more weeks of work. Hoorah! I feel like my summer has been divided into three parts. Jacksonville Part One, Work, then Jacksonville Part Two. I hope Part Two is better than Part One.
My blog entries are lacking lately. I have nothing interesting to report aside from being home. This week Marsha wont be around a lot, so hopefully I can go see a movie. I want to see the Hangover pretty badly. I have heard it’s amazing. Jessica and I might go shopping again, and she wants me to take her to the museum on Thursday. I hope that all works out. More importantly, I have to stay in Fort Lauderdale this weekend since I have to work on Saturday morning. I think Jenn is going to come down to stay, and I really hope she does. Flights are super cheap.
The bruise on my arm is even more hilarious today. I have had three different people say, “Oh my god it looks like someone grabbed your arm.” When that’s exactly what happened. My story is that I hit my arm on a door hinge. Right. I don’t know how that would happen. The bruise is on my inside of my arm. I don’t want to know how that would be possible to get a door hinge hit that hard on that part of your arm. That would be a sight to see.
Alright I am bored. I am going to waste the rest of my flight editing 175 pictures of fireworks. This is pointless.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Day 51 - JSO, PVB, Fourth
This morning Jenn and I woke up and went straight to JSO. By this point I had a huge bruise on my neck and one on my arm that is obvious finger marks. We talked to a police officer and he wrote up a report for me. We couldn’t figure out how to spell Asshole’s last name, but eventually we found him. Unsurprisingly, he already has a mug shot. And he is laughing in it. We got the report written up and I have to go this week to file it, if I decide to file it.
We left downtown and came back home and got bathing suits and showers and whatnot then went to Tropical Smoothie for lunch. It was delicious. We went to Ponte Vedra and spent the day floating in the pool with AJ, Drew and Petal. Granny was back at Marsha’s house and it was nice to see her home and well. Finally out of the hospital!
Told my mom about what happened last night, thinking that would be a good idea since I need her help to file the report. She flipped, of course. And basically I am not allowed to see a lot of people anymore. I am alright with that, though. And she gave me a curfew, on Fourth of July. So that sucked. We talked about it and decided in the end that it wouldn’t be a good idea to file the report. Justin Jarrell, Asshole, is crazy. If he has no problem strangling a girl and giving her huge bruises when he is completely sober, I don’t want to know what he would do if I got him arrested. Since it would technically be a minor battery charge, it wouldn’t put him in jail, just ass something to his record. I would rather forget about the whole ordeal and move on.
Tonight Jenn and I went to 5 Points to watch the fireworks. We saw her friend Mike and he hung out with us for the night. Everyone was standing along the river at Memorial Park in front of the statue, then the fireworks started. Way over to the left. Everyone felt pretty stupid that we all were in the wrong spot. The fireworks were cool, but they are always the same. We left there and followed Mike to this party at his friend’s house. It was the coolest house I have ever been to. Apparently one of the guys that lives there’s mom owns an antique store, and the house was full of cool stuff. It was just like Jenn’s room, but in house form.
From there we went to Heather and Ollie’s loft downtown. Heather just got a kitten and it was the cutest thing ever. I usually don’t like cats, but my weekend was full of cats. Last night, Jenn and I spent quite some time chasing Joe’s cat, Titties, around his house. I think I liked that cat so much simply because his name was Titties. Heather’s cat was so tiny and adorable. Jenn and I spent the entire time that we were there playing with those blow toys. I have no idea how to describe it, but there are pictures. Obviously. I dont know why the majority of these are B&W. For some reason it makes me feel like it is New Years Eve.
We left downtown and came back home and got bathing suits and showers and whatnot then went to Tropical Smoothie for lunch. It was delicious. We went to Ponte Vedra and spent the day floating in the pool with AJ, Drew and Petal. Granny was back at Marsha’s house and it was nice to see her home and well. Finally out of the hospital!
Told my mom about what happened last night, thinking that would be a good idea since I need her help to file the report. She flipped, of course. And basically I am not allowed to see a lot of people anymore. I am alright with that, though. And she gave me a curfew, on Fourth of July. So that sucked. We talked about it and decided in the end that it wouldn’t be a good idea to file the report. Justin Jarrell, Asshole, is crazy. If he has no problem strangling a girl and giving her huge bruises when he is completely sober, I don’t want to know what he would do if I got him arrested. Since it would technically be a minor battery charge, it wouldn’t put him in jail, just ass something to his record. I would rather forget about the whole ordeal and move on.
Tonight Jenn and I went to 5 Points to watch the fireworks. We saw her friend Mike and he hung out with us for the night. Everyone was standing along the river at Memorial Park in front of the statue, then the fireworks started. Way over to the left. Everyone felt pretty stupid that we all were in the wrong spot. The fireworks were cool, but they are always the same. We left there and followed Mike to this party at his friend’s house. It was the coolest house I have ever been to. Apparently one of the guys that lives there’s mom owns an antique store, and the house was full of cool stuff. It was just like Jenn’s room, but in house form.
From there we went to Heather and Ollie’s loft downtown. Heather just got a kitten and it was the cutest thing ever. I usually don’t like cats, but my weekend was full of cats. Last night, Jenn and I spent quite some time chasing Joe’s cat, Titties, around his house. I think I liked that cat so much simply because his name was Titties. Heather’s cat was so tiny and adorable. Jenn and I spent the entire time that we were there playing with those blow toys. I have no idea how to describe it, but there are pictures. Obviously. I dont know why the majority of these are B&W. For some reason it makes me feel like it is New Years Eve.
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