Me: "Holy you're moody in the morning!"
Dave: "I'm not moody, you're just wrong."

Derek: "Your mom came? And I missed her!?"
Me: "yeah...why?"
Derek: "I like your mom, she's good people."
Me: "Yeah she is, well here, have some of this sanwich she brought me."
Derek: "*takes a bite*.....oh...my...god.....THAT'S GOOD!! Call your mom and get her to bring 12 more of those over!!"
Me: "Yeah I'll get right on tha..."
Derek: "NO I'M SERIOUS, DO IT!!"

Derek: "Yeah you saw how small my mom is, imagine this. I was a 14 pound baby."
Me: "....ouch"

"God, it would be so hilairious to see Hogan come into work with a huge black eye from your mom." -Travis

Alot of talk about my mom at work yesterday for some reason. Travis really wants my mom to beat Dave up. I have to admit that it would be funny, but then I'd have to live with the embarassment that my mother beat up my boyfriend.

God, it's early....I have to be at work in about 2 hours, and frigging Dave is still upstairs sleeping. It's not fair how people can like, actually fall asleep, and have really nice deep sleeps. I can never fall into a deep sleep, I wake up at the slightest things. Sucks to that.

Anyways, I'm cold down here, and I think I'm going to go have a shower. Wow....worst blog ever.

oh and by the way...
Listening to the Billy Talent CD = HELL

In this moment I am Happy.
~Addy

- posted by Eddie @ 9:48 AM