Duck and Run

#21

Have plans for Friday. It was my turn to pick right? Nothing going on this weekend. I mean, N-O-T-H-I-N-G
So........movies......dinner....typical. But he's gonna pick me up at 2:00 b/c he needs to "collect" from some guy. And said guy gets paid on Fri.s. So, I'm going to be w/him from oh, 2:00 till 11:30. 9 &1/2 hrs.
Longer than any shift

19 posts mentioning Chris....oops, make that 20


what kitchen utensil are YOU?
You are a knife! You enjoy stabbing things, and that's about it, really. You also enjoy being in charge, but don't forget, you can't do things by yourself all the time. Give the fork a chance.

Know what I've realized lately? I haven't written much lately. By written I mean poetry or (short) fiction.
Hmmm....just haven't had the right vibe lately. Or the wrong one. Haven't needed to "Purge the posion from my soul"
Where the hell did I hear that phrase and why do I use it when describing my need to write??
Jennie

And the Chrismania continues.....

He took me up north to meet his mom. They were doing a Memorial Day type thing. With the ppl from the resteraunt she owns. It was great. Don't look at me like that. It was. It was raining. I had fun.
They all got into this horseshoe game type thing. So Chris and I went fishing. Don't look at me like that. It was fun. Since I haven't been fishing since I was five, he had to "help" me cast. Hehehehe......did I mention I already knew how to cast? Bad Jennie.
And then we went back up to the cabin and his mom suggested a game of horshoes between...er...um some guys, I forgot their names, Jack and Brent, I think. I don't know.
Anyway, between them and "Chris and his girlfriend"

Yes, she said "his girlfriend"

When he was intro-ing me to everybody (including Grandma) one of them said, "We're on your side, honey (gag don't call me honey), Chris is a good boy, but we're on your side."
What the hell does that mean????

Er, anyway, he says next time, it's my turn to come up w/something to do. Any Suggestions?

Band names
Ow....can't....stop...laughing......hurts....

I'm going to have to rename my blog soon. All I talk about is Chris. I can't help it that he's on my mind a lot.
So, my mother liked him. We're attempting to make planz for Monday. (it being Memorial Day, we both have off school) Hehehe.
Chris:"So, want to do something Monday?"
Jennie:"Yeah, sure"
C:"So, what do you want to do?"
J:"I don't know. What do you want to do?"
C:"It doesn't matter to me. What do you want to do?"
J:"I don't care. What do you want to do?"
And then we repeated this sporadically throughout the two hr conversation.
Never did decide what we're gonna do, but he's gonna call me back tomorrow.
So yeah, work was interesting. Surprised Chuck. He asked me a question about how something like "Are you and Chris going out yet?"
And I said, "Chuck, mind your own damn business" Never said that to him before.
Actually, I don't mind Chuck doing that to me, but Sherry and Melissa were working w/me too and it got to be a little much. And Chuck was just the last straw.
Damnit, even when I try and talk about something else, I end up talking about Chris.
Jennie

My wishlist at amazon.com

Wow.
He showed up. And he looked pretty damn good. Dressed up almost.
My mom thinks he's an ok guy.
Ha.
Sorry...actually he is. And I don't know why I have it so bad for him.
Jennie

Ok, so what if he doesn't even remember? I mean, he hasn't been grounded, he's been able to actually do things, maybe it slipped his mind. But I can't call him, b/c he's working.
Besides, he prolly already thinks I'm desperate
Jennie

I am so freaking nervous and there are still , what 3? 4? days b4 Thurs.
Ergh. They won't like him. I know they won't like him.
Jennie

Oh holy mother of bratwurst.
Chris will (prolly) be coming over Thurs. to meet my parents. Oh bloody heck. I talked to him briefly tonight (very brief) and I'm supposed to call him back about 8:30 tomorrow night. I plan on being bitchy and making him wait until 9:00.
Must remind him not to mention drinking. His mother is very cool about it and will actually drink with him. My parents will kill me if they ever find out about this. "omg, he drinks, you're forbidden to ever see him, b/c this will only lead to trouble, b/c, being a girl and a not a too bright one, you couldn't possibly figure out how to not drink when you're around ppl who do"
Jennie

I want to buy an island

Alrighty then. Talked to Chris, er, um Wed. Christ. Wanted to call him again tonight, but a) would feel a tad weird if I do all the calling and b)he prolly ain't home.
My mother says they will give Chris a chance. But she keeps coming back to Mother:"Does he drink?"
Me:"I don't really know I mean, I've only ever gone one place, besides work, with him and I've never seen him drink"
M:"What if he offers you something to drink?"
Me:"I don't drink. He knows I don't drink. Why the heck would he offer me something to drink?"
M:"What if he hands you something to drink"
Me:"I repeat. I don't drink."

Not really hard to get. I don't freaking drink. Ergh.
But yeah, Chris was pretty cool about it. Didn't seem to mind the thought of meeting my parents. Actually, his mother wants to meet me, too.
Jennie

Bored.

We were going to go to the races in Shawno ( I still think it would've been fun:-P )but, naturally, it was raining. So the races were canceled. Ok, no problem, we (Chris and I, and his friend Chuck who was riding w/us. A semi-large guy who Chris made climb into the back of the two-door truck(you know where you have to squeeze behind the seat to get in) solely so I could have shotgun and sit by him) decide we're going to get something to eat whilst Chuck tries to get a hold of the group of ppl (his gf included) we were going to meet up with when we got there.
So we had dinner, Chuck can't get ahold of aforementioned girl, so we decide to go to the movies. It's 20 to eight. Nothing starts until 9:00.
Chris is a very...um....fast driver...but even he couldn't get me home in time if we stayed for a 9:00 movie. So we drove back to Oconto Falls, Chuck's place(relax....he still lives at home, there was adult supervision somewhere in the house, I'm almost sure of it, but then we were in Chuck's bedroom, but there were 3 of us and I don't get into that), rented "Blow" (boring movie)and...er....I can't believe I'm using this word....cuddled. That's pretty much what it was.
Shut up, it may not be a big deal for you, but I'm the chic who runs terrified when threatened with a hug. This is a big step for me:-P
And then he held my hand all the way home, while driving a stick shift.
He took his hands off of the wheel to change radio stations(he's almost as bad about that as I am.)and scared me almost to death.
So I get home. And on Sunday night, my mother goes. "Jennie, come here"
Apparantly Chris's friend Chuck is friends with my friend Devon. And Devon, not knowing that I was grounded (when am I not, I ask you?) asks her mother, when she was over there w/her kid, "So what's this I hear about Jennie having a boyfriend?"
Devon's mommy: "Where did you hear that?"
D: "Well, my friend Chuck says she was over at his place w/Phillips last night and they were getting pretty close"
DM: "Hmmm....interesting"
Devon's mommy, being very close friends with my mommy, knew I was grounded. Fuck.
She told my mommy. My mommy grounded me until this coming Sunday. I was already grounded until next Wedsnday, but I wasn't going to mention that.
And my mother now wants to meet Chris.
I repeat, fuck.
So yeah.....I'm not quite decided on how to handle this.
Jennie

I had fun. Was planning on going to the races w/Christopher, but the rain kinda ruined that. So we drove around for awhile. Me, Chris and his friend Chuck. Chuck couldn't get ahold of the girl(and co.) we were supposed to meet up with, so we went and had dinner. Then we rented "Blow" and went back to Chuck's place. I sat on the floor for the first 10 min. and then moved into the chair w/Chris. That was nice. REALLLLLLLLLLLL nice.We cuddled. Christ.
That doesn't sound like a hell of a lot if you don't know me, but I have issues w/human contact. Very few ppl can touch me. Not like that, I meant hug-like touch. Sicko.
Jennie

My apoligies. I was a bit pissed last time.

Is it possible to want to smack someone and kiss him at the same time?

Jennie

Screw you.
Do not even get all up in my face today. I am having a bad enough weekend, I do NOT need any more crap from anyone else.
Especially not regarding the fact that I like Chris, a'ight?
Oh, no one's paying any attention to you? Do you have any fucking idea what I would do to make ppl pay less attention to me????
Attention is not a good thing. Getting attetion gets you into trouble. It leads to many many complications.
Be glad the world is ignoring you, my friend, b/c the only other thing the world will do to you is fuck you over.

Was going to go w/Solution #2, but my mother threatened to call the cops. I don't care if I get in trouble with the cops, but she also threatened to do her very best to get Chris in trouble too.
There is no need to drag Chris into the middle of my problems. I am not worth getting in trouble over.

So.........the boy finally asked me out(only took him 8 mos. but I can live with that)He asked me to go to the races with him and some friends.
Problem #1: I am grounded until Thursday
Problem #2: Since I was in complete shock when he asked me, I forgot all about Problem #1
Problem #3: My parents won't back down.
So now I have to decide what to do.
Solution #1: Explain to him, hope the boy understands and that this doesn't scare him off from asking me out ever again.
Solution #2: Go anyway, only to come home and be forbidden to ever speak to this guy again. Ever. Which would make dating him somewhat difficult.
So what's your opinion? E-mail me at drivethrupyro@hotmail.com and tell me what the bloody heck I should do.

Ergh.....I hate life. I really do.
Jennie

Fuck you.
Repeatedly

Christopher, you have to stop calling in to work. There are three very good reasons for this.
1)You're gonna get your ass canned
2)I'm the one who ends up covering your shift
3)I miss you, dumbass
I haven't gotten to talk to you since Tuesday, and that didn't count b/c we were so damn busy we had to take seperate breaks.
Damn customners. Why the hell can't they go across the street to Hardees?
Jennie