Stacy Carter is a mean girl

Stacy made me confess one of my more embarrassing stories to Jake the other night when we went out to dinner.

There was a time in my life where I was 100% sure Enrique Igleseis (not sure how to spell that) was on his way to my house....on his way to my parents basement.

We had this party type thing when we first moved into the basement. When Stacy and I moved, not when Jake and I moved. I was friends with some lame ass dj from B96 and he was at Enriques show at Allstate. He said after they had to go back to the studio so on his way, they would stop over.

So I thought Enrique was coming over and then Stacy decided everyone else should know too. So we definitely looked like fools when he didn't come. Maybe he got stuck in traffic.

I also used to want to go to whitestar more than anything in the world. i knew it would be the coolest place on earth. I ended up going and it was the lamest place in the whole world. But someone took our picture and we ended up on the website. I will admit, it did make me feel cool.

Writing this does not make me feel cool.

Pictures of my fun life. from years past

I haven't taken a journey through photobucket in quite some time.

This is Haylie godzilla Hagerty. I am not sure if she is a Wambold or not.



That must have been when she was on the Southbeach Diet. or when she was trying out for an anorexic dog.

I am in desperate need of a haircut. I will probably do this



No joke, that is not a helmet. That is her for real hair.

I can't remember my other photobuckets names or passwords. Those had fun pictures. All this one has is pictures of my shoe and pictures of Haylie. There are possibly a few from that band Jake was in but no one is interested in that so I will leave it alone.

I think maybe today after work I am going to buy one of those tiny computers. I saw one at best buy and fell in love. I wonder what time best buy closes. I could very easily find out this information if I just switched tabs and looked it up. But I wont.

Like a month before the wedding we went back to tacoma. We ended up going to this....club? but it wasnt a club. it was in a weird building. so i guess we went to a party that claimed to be a club. there were soooooo many people there





We had so much fun





Then some dude ruined it by telling jake he needed girls to go back with him to some other part and couldn't understand why jake wanted to kill him because he asked if he could bring me and ashlee.

I used to be a robot



God this is boring.

I tricked you with the title. This is not from my fun life. My fun life isnt documented.

This is disgusting on so many levels. How did Jake meet me when i looked like this? or how did he date me?



But he used to look like this. And troy used to look like this!!!



My life is embarassing. I need more writing practice. I shall attempt again in a few hours.

Hi

I kind of forgot about this. Hi Brittany. I'll update later. I've got some good things to write about. Just kidding. Life is as uninteresting as ever. Just kidding again. I'm married. I'm honeymooned, and I'm overworked.

Washington from awhile ago

this is the most unflattering picture of anyone. ever. in the history of the world. ok i have to take this back. for some reason only half of this pic is showing up. i have the ugliest face. not jake. but unless you click on the pic, you cant see it.


troy lets fur grow in his car. and jake punches ashlee


we must be driving very fast because the outside is a blur



i am an angel


this is where a year and a half of not drinking went down the drain.


this dude is in our wedding.



we went to a nudist bar. my sunburn came with


one day i found this list in my living room. i guess emilie made it. i'm assuming she asked us what our favorite soundtrack was, fav movie, fav musical, i'm not sure what the next one is, but i want evas body,fav song, most wanted plastic surgury?? at something else about a song. maybe it was "the one song you love by the band you hate a ton"

i'm pretty sure i was blabbing about how much i hate saves the day yet somehow love that song. jake loves ben folds though so that might not be what it is.

Houses

Today I went to my friend Danas house. Or condo I mean. As usual, it made me really want to buy a house. or condo. I don't care which one. I just want it to be beautiful and big and have a ton of windows. A literal ton. isnt a ton 2000 lbs? why isnt a ton 1000 lbs. that makes more sense in my head. I think the only reason I know how much a ton is is because they said the whale in free willy (who was named keiko. he is now dead) was a ton. so that led me to research how much a ton is. research was not fun without the help of the internet. I'm not sure the internet had been invented yet. the year was 1904. I am old

today i told my dad that danas birthday was on saturday. he asked if she was going to be 26. i said no 27. he then asked if she was older than me. this made me laugh hard and he was shocked to find out that i havent been 26 for three whole months.

so anyway i want a house. i am looking up house prices right now. with all of the foreclosures i'm assuming they will take 1/4th of what they are asking for. i'm sure i can come up with like 20 grand in a few months. maybe once cubs season starts.....

registering for presents is fun. registering online is beyond fun.

can i register for a house????

Happy two days before the superbowl!!

Fridays are so boring. If I didn't have to work every Friday I could possibly like them. Saturdays are also dumb. I'm sorry Saturday, maybe you got good grades in school, but I think you are dumb. This week Sunday has decided to not let me relax. I will not be able to watch the puppy bowl like I originally wanted to. I also don't get to go have Sushi Sunday. I have to spend my night at work working the SuperBowl.

I hope I make a lot of money. Weddings are expensive.

The two hours before I have to leave for work are the worst parts of my day. All I can do is sit around and dread what's going to happen. Once I am at work, I am totally happy. It's just the drive that I don't want to do.

I need to invest in a house that is across the street from work. Maybe I can build a house in Wrigley Field. Or maybe I can build a house in my work. It is big enough. They wouldn't even notice I was there. Or I guess I should say they would notice that I'm there. I'm usually there.

I have been reading old blogs about when Jake and I used to surprise each other. I wish we could do that again. Maybe I will surprise him tonight. I told him I would be home around 2am. I think I shall come in at 1:45am and scream "surprise!!!!!!!!!!!"

He will get really mad because he has to work in the morning and I'd imagine he will be asleep.

Paradise Club/Club Paradise

There is a bar down the block from me. I have never been there before. Well, that is a lie. One time I tried to go there with my old roommate and her boyfriend and some other friends. We walked in and it seemed that there were no females in the bar. So we left to go to another bar a little further down the road and hung out with old people all night.

Last night Brittany came over and we got sick of sitting around the living room so we ventured over to the bar with a confusing name. One sign says it's called Club Paradise. Another one says Paradise Club. I guess if I believe the name, it is actually a club and not a bar. Could have fooled me.

We walked in and it was dead in there. We were pretty sure we wouldn't make it out alive. It was one of the scariest 20 minutes of my life. It was literally so dark in there that you couldn't see. There was a bartender and some dude who were playing some bowling game. I don't think that she was too happy to have to stop playing her games to make us our drinks. And by make mine, I mean opening a bottle that I later found out was from 1993 or something. I felt like we were in a haunted house. I used to work the haunted house at my grade school and would get very very scared when I had to leave my spot to go to the bathroom. People would have to walk in front of me and tell all of the other kids not to scare me when I walked through.

I am a very brave girl

I can't even explain what this place was like (the bar, not my grade school haunted house). It was creepy. And eerie. Very eerie. I think there used to be a show called Eerie Indiana. It scared me. My dad used to have to sometimes do some work in Gary, Indiana. Gary could almost rhyme with Eerie if I use Brittany logic so I decided they were the same place. I was very scared of Gary, Indiana. I have since learned that Gary is in fact a very very scary place.

Not as scary as that bar though.