why can't i be you

mmhmm i <3 u robert smith, you little fatling.

santa cruz yesterday = bomb dot com. i'd write more about it but it's just not worth it. it's impossible to immortalize such a great day in words.

camping this weekend...hella tyte yo! got sooooo sunburned, blisters all over the feet cos i wore VANS (i am SUCH an idiot!!) but it was so so so so fun. total blast.

gramma is doing better...sort of. still in the hospital. she just wants to go home so badly and i hate telling her "soon g-ma soon" when it could be a month before she gets out for all i know. i just love her so much. she has been such a strength to me my whole life, and the only reason why she's not quitting now is because she wants to be around for her grandkids. heck...i can't talk about this anymore. i get worked up and emotional and it's just not worth it when i have ab no control over it anyway.

my jeep is on its way to las vegas right now. daddy decided today that he would take that car to becky since hers is such a piece and get me a new one. who knows when the hell that's going to be. and in the meantime i have to drive, you guessed it, the ghetto-ass suburban. i am TOTALLY NOT EXCITED and it's covered in dog hair. oh and get this. i told my dad that becky should get the new car for now because she's never had the new car, and then i vacuum the jeep for her before my dad leaves with it, and then becky calls me complaining about how i'm getting the new car when I WANTED HER TO HAVE IT!!! hello captain spaz.

anyway i'm out because it's back to work all day tomorrow 7 to 1:30 then 2 to 6. then test driving mini coops because i want one sooooooo bad but prob an accord or camry! then ikea for the phat sale?? maybe...i HOPE so.

xoxo lisa

p.s. life is so great. phone booth boy is hott, and yesterday in sc i saw a guy that looked like perry in ten years. righteous.
p.p.s. i am really really tired and i love tyler nelson my sweetiepoo butterbiscuit arkarkark <333333