"i don't believe you!" - "fuck you!"

danielles birthday shindig is tomorrow night. laruen and i are helping to throw it. can i tell you how damn excited we are for it? it's all lauren and i have been yappin about the past few days. i think its been a long, long time since we 3 chez hotte ladies got all pretty together and went out. we used to do it a lot, but now we are all so busy with school, work, boys and life...it rarely ever seems that the 3 of us can make time to all be together for a bit of fun. it's going to be a grand old night though. 4 years of playhouse folk, family members, boys old and new, friends from home and then some randoms here and there will all be around. its gonna be fantastic. i strive for nights like this...where all of my worlds and my best friends worlds can collide together as one. anything can happen on a night like that.

i love working. i mean, do i really love working? i dont know....but im trying to convince myself i do! i like the whole schedule, the 9-5. its easy work. the people are fun. it could be a thousand times worse. i have my nights free to do what i want. i joined a gym. ill be saving money for europe. ive started things with a new boy. a jew for once...YAY. i dont know what it is, but jews just know man, they just know. there is something different about dating a jew. im pretty freaking happy.


Everyone else uses "nicknames" when witing in blogs...I want to be cool too!...so the members of Chez Hotte are Belle and Cherub. Haha!

i terribly miss my playhouse friends. i never see them anymore. i want them back.

cherub has been going through the first year of playhouse the past few weeks. its been very interesting to listen to her recount her endless days of tortured souls, speech, dicks being slammed in a drawer and all the hook up gossip. i have to say, i do miss it. but its also hard listening to it. i feel as if when she talks about the playhouse, she is actually reciting to me what i did 2 years ago. i feel like ive heard the same stories, like none of its new. so its hard to hear, not that im bored of it...i just...KNOW already.

i repeated with her last night to help her out with school. holy shit it was fun. she's scared. i tried helping her. and i did which was cool...but i too was scared and all i wanted was for her to call me out on it..and she couldnt. ah with time, my friends...with time.