Ketchup

I hate having to play catch up.  On anything.  I'm one of those people who forgets 75% of what just happened within 3 seconds of it happening.  Its a curse.  But I figure what I do remember is the coolest of cool stuff that happened to me, so it all works out...right? 

Lets just pretend it does and smile.

So let me see...ah yes, Friday night is where it starts.  A friend of mine just broke up with her boyfriend last week, so we planned a girl's night.  I picked Subway for dinner, then my two friends picked Cocoa Bean for dessert.  Up until that point in my life I'd only ever had one Cocoa Bean cupcake in my life, and I'd never had any of their "specialty" hot chocolate.

It was lamesauce.

My vanilla cocoa didn't even taste vanilla-y and my Better Than Whatever cupcake was just...well...whatever.  I was beyond disappointed because I've only ever heard awesome things about them, but apparently everyone's been lying to me (and themselves) about the supposed amazingness of Cocoa Bean. 

They did have a really cute I ♥ Cupcakes shirt that I want for my birthday though!  So I guess they still get points for that...I guess.

Then we hit the redbox and went home to watch some cheesey, girly movies.

I fell asleep.

Someday I'm gonna go back and re-watch every single movie I've ever fallen asleep in.

On second thought, that would probably take at least 7 years to do so I'd better not.

Saturday, I was supposed to go shopping with Stace Face, but Satan got in the way

No, literally, we nicknamed one of her teachers Satan because...well...she's mean and it fits.

Anyways, The Face had to do some ridiculous satanic homework and couldn't go.

So instead, I went with the sister and company to do some grocery shopping.

It was torturous.

Not being with them, the grocery shopping.

We had to go to Sam's Club AND Winco.

Ew, eww, ewww.

There were so many crazed people running around, not caring who they ran over and cutting me off left and right.  Winco was by far the worse of the two.  At one point I finally just said,

Whoever cuts me off next is gonna find themselves run over!!

Then I realized I'd said it kindasorta loud and people were looking at me like I was the crazy.  Rude.

Sunday.  Oh Sunday.  Remember how I already told you Sunday was hilariously pointless? 

Work killed my life.

People not buying things killed my life.

Grumpy parents who wanted things we clearly didn't have in stock killed my life.

People not coming in for an hour and then strolling on in without a care in the world at 3 minutes 'til closing killed my life.

Sweeping out years of crap from beneath the racks killed my life

...actually that was kind of fun so never mind.

So thats my weekend, in a nutshell.  I forgot my camera (again) so I don't even have fun pictures of all the fun-ness I had.  Ehhhh.
p.s. Be proud of me.  I just figured out how to make the little heart up there.  I'm so smart!