Jeans and Sneakers

:[ I totally told myself to write in my blog yesterday while at work with Rob. But I came home and totally forgot, once I started playing Simon the Sorcerer. Yeah, I'm talkin 1993!!!! This game is so fun! It's been awhile though, and I have to remember how to play these games, and to look for things to pick up. . .

I haven't knitted at all since my last post. :[ I think I was on a knitting high for awhile and I crashed. I'll pick it up again soon, I know I will, but for now, I'd rather just play video games.

In about an hour I'm going to the train station to pick up my sister. YAY! Then we'll chill here for a little bit and get something to eat before we go bowling. Bay is supposed to come out around 6, but I haven't heard from him, and Rob said he went out drinking last night, so I don't know if he's going to show.

So I got all pissed off last night, because after my roomate made a whole big deal about how he was going to dump his gf, and how he was going to change the locks the next day. . . she was over here last night. . .at 3am. She wasn't here around 8 or 9, or even 10 or 11. Somehow, she was here around 3 though. And there weren't any "packing" sounds coming from the room. They were watching a movie.

So tell me, why. . .after breaking up with your girlfriend because you suspected she was cheating on you, why would you have her over at 3am to watch a movie? Sounds like a bootie call to me, either that or she wanted to "talk". Which I wouldn't care about, except for that broken up couples don't bang unless they're getting back together. She wasn't here this morning though.

Sometime today, she must have snuck in, because she was in his room a few minutes ago, yelling at him about how she's really stressed out right now, and she told him before that she had to study. I don't know if they were fighting again, or if she was trying to study over here, or what, but I still didn't hear any packing going on. And last night Rob knocked over her *empty* shampoo bottles that have been sitting on the ledge of the bathtub for about 4 months now. This morning one of them, and both razors were back on the ledge.

I know some people reading this must be thinking maybe I should mind my own business. Sometimes, I feel that I'm getting too nosy into all of it. But you know what? This is my house. And no one talks to me, and I can ask questions, and I get answers that don't really answer my question, or just straight up lies (not from Rob that last. . .just when I ask the roomate). So really, the only way that I can try to know what's going on, is to keep an eye/ear out for what's happening, and try to draw my own conclusions. I just want them out of the house!!

I'm going to bring my camera to bowling tonight, so hopefully I'll have some silly pictures to share.

Oh! I should write about this. I was trying to take a nap earlier because I was really tired, but for some reason, my brain wouldn't shut up about making a pavillion. I'd try to calm my mind and tell it to quiet down, I wanted to take a nap, but no. . .my brain insisted that I had to plan out a way to make an outdoor pavillion that would be weather proof so that I could lie in it in the rain and not get wet. I did, and then I fell asleep. But since we rent, I can't build it, and now I've got this awesome idea that won't come to fruition. At least not yet. I told Rob about it, and he said that if he buys a house, I can build a pavillion in the back yard. :] And during my nap I had a dream that I saw a space ship!