SATURDAY: worked..a lot. when i came home a few of dustins friends had come to visit, so we all went up to brandons. the three dudes that came over were already past drunk and kept trying to make dustin drink. he had one and felt sick. his stomach still hasnt recovered from last weekend. haha. i was bored so i set up a game of beer pong. me + brandon against some dude and dustin. brandon and i totally kicked ass. i was buzzin pretty hard after half a beer which just goes to show im a lite-weight, so that was the end of that. i watched everyone else make a fool of themselves....especially this one guy who continually drooled every time he looked at me. i didnt know if he was hungry or horny. he freaked me out so i left and dustin and i went to bed. SUNDAY: i closed again last night. it went by pretty fast though. nothing exciting happened there. i came home took a bath and dustin started to cook me dinner- marinated chicken, mashed potatoes, and biscuts. i thought it would be a very relaxing evening. i wouldnt have to do a damn thing...but nooooooo. he made me make the potatoes and biscuts. not that it was that hard, but i wanted to chill. he had the whole day off and didnt do a damn thing he could have at least made me dinner. fucker. TODAY: a very very very looooooong day at work. my muscles have died. i am tired and bitchy, but most of all hungry. we have no food and no money. ahh yes, life without parental units....IF FUCKING SUCKS! kids stay at home as long as possible because the real world is a bitch to deal with.