I should've done something, but I've done it enough

by the way, your hands were shaking
I'd rather waste some time with you
[ The Used - Blue and Yellow ]

HELLO, BLOG. I have neglected you the past few days, but it's only because I couldn't think of anything to blog about. I couldn't even think of anything insanely out of the ordinary. I think my little brain is dying or something. It must be on vacation again.

Anywho... nothing interesting has happened since my last blog. I lead a relatively boring life. I have yet to find a job. SOMEONE HIRE ME. Dan and I were talking about honeymoon ideas the other day. We're not getting married yet, it's going to be one of these Halloweens, but it's always nice to... plan ahead... I suppose. I think we're going to try for Ireland since he's Irish and he's always wanted to go there. I have no problems with it, but we're going to have to start saving as soon as possible if that's where we're going to go for sure. He needs to work more in order for that to happen and I need a damn job. I'm so desperate for a job, I applied at McDonalds. They hire just about anyone and everyone. If I don't get a job there, then something is seriously up. I want to go back to college, too, but I don't know when that's going to happen. I was looking into the National Guard yesterday, but Dan said I'm not joining any branch of the military... not that he can tell me what to do. He'd probably do the whole, "If you join, then you're not going to have a place to come back to." So what if I wanted to join the military? They'd pay for my college education. I know for a fact I'm not going to have the money to pay off all my loans and what not once I graduate. It's all good, though. I don't really think I could actually join any branch of the military anyway. I can't stand taking orders from other people, and I would hate having to wake up at the ass crack of dawn.

I think tonight is going to be like yesterday. I wasn't tired at all, not even at 6:30 in the morning. I finally forced myself to go to sleep by 7 AM, only to get a few hours of sleep. Something is up with my sleeping schedule -- wtf was that? I just heard something -- It needs to be fixed, but I don't know if that's going to happen. Who cares anyway? It's sleep.

IT FEELS LIKE SOMEONE IS STABBING ME IN THE EYE -- WTF is that noise?! -- AND IT WON'T STOP. WHATEVER IT IS -- OMG. Transformers 2 comes out this month -- BETTER STOP.

There goes my -- hey, Dan's birthday is this month, too. Three days after the second Transformers movie comes out. I wonder if we're going to the museum today.. -- train of thought. Oh well. It happens to the best of us. I wonder if Dan is tired yet. I know I'm not, but I have to be in the bedroom with him when he sleeps for one reason or another. He told me he's not paranoid when I'm in here. He also told me he's comfortable and he sleeps better when I'm in here. There's another reason why he wants me in here when he's asleep, but he's not going to tell me because it's another one of his "phobias". He said I'd just make fun of him like I did with his "Shark getting him in a SWIMMING POOL" fear. So I made fun of him, so what? He made fun of me for being scared of basements and dolls. How can you not poke fun at someone who thinks a shark is going to get them in a pool? A SWIMMING POOL. If he is in a pool, someone else has to be in the pool with him. He can't be in a pool alone because the "SHARKS WILL GET HIM." And to think, this is the guy I'm going to marry. He's deranged, but I love him anyway.

It's funny how we came to know each other. It's all thanks to Myspace. He requested to be my friend back in February. February 19th, to be exact. He was the 295273th person that had requested to be my friend and I had rejected all of those other people. Now, I normally don't accept friend requests from people I don't know, but I decided to give him a shot. I let his request sit for a little bit before saying, "Oh, what the hell? Why not?" And it started from there. We met in Chicago during my Spring Break in March and we hit it off. We went back to our places of residence after the week was up and began to make plans to get me up to Ohio to be with him. I was going to leave Oklahoma and my current boyfriend to be with him. I hadn't been happy in awhile, but I kept it hidden and no one really knew. People are most likely going to think this sounds selfish, but I wanted to be happy and Dan made me happy just as I made him happy. He hadn't been in a relationship for three years and his mom hadn't seen him smile in a long time. She told me going to Chicago had made him the happiest she'd ever seen him in a long time. He talked about me quite a bit. So much, in fact, people were getting sick of hearing about me. I think the whole state knew about me before I got up there. Anywho, April came along and he had finally gotten a place for us. He drove 800 miles there and back, 1,600 miles total, to get me and I left in the middle of the night, leaving just a note behind. Now here I am in Ohio... starting my life over, I guess you could say. People do some pretty crazy things for love. That's what Dan told me. Something he said awhile back as stuck with me. It was something like, "A man can only live so long without his heart. You're my heart." So completely sappy, but it made me smile. It gave me a funny feeling inside, too. Like something between butterflies and the warm and scuzzies (fuzzies).

I'm pretty happy now. I'm laughing and smiling every day and it's all real, not fake or forced like in Oklahoma. I've finally found myself an awesome guy who is perfect for me. He's just as crazy and messed up as I am. Actually, I take that back. He's crazier and more messed up than I am, but it's all good. He's not fake at all. He is who he is and I like that. He's got an awesome personality. He's not stupid, even though he thinks he is. He likes me for me (score!), which is a plus because most guys said they liked me the way I was, but then they'd say something about me that needed to be changed. He's honest. He's going to go somewhere in his life, I know he is even though he doesn't think so. We don't have to do much to have fun - we can just be laying on the couch watching a movie and it's all good. He can make me laugh or smile no matter what. He has his flaws, but that's a good thing. It's kind of funny... I said I'd never be with a smoker, but he's a smoker and I'm with him. There's a lot more, but I'm pretty sure no one really cares to read about it. But I'm happy. And to think... it's all because of Myspace. It's not as bad as everyone thinks it is. ;)

Sheebies. It's just after 2 AM now. I wonder, I wonder.. do I have anything else to blog about? I need to get that Rorschach poster up. Agh. My nose itches. That apparently means someone is thinking about you while they're masturbating. Yeah... that'll give you something to wonder about now. OHYEAH. The Sims 3 is pretty fun. I have a clumsy, insane, daredevil kleptomaniac with a good sense of humor. Do I want to play now? Wait, wasn't Dan wanting to make himself on the game? I should go ask him... unless he's asleep on the couch. Hm... and now I'm staring up at the ceiling fan while typing this because I am mesmerized. Don't stare at the light, idiot. Blargh. Now I see those annoying bright spots when I blink. Wait.. I think they're gone now. Why do I have goosebumps on just my left arm?

You know what? I think I'm just going to call it quits on this blog now. This is nothing but a bunch of random babble bullshit. Mehe.

My knee hurts.