LIFE IN OLIVIA LAND!

Olivia land also known as:
Memphis and/or the Hood.

I've been asked to update! And that makes me feel oh so special! It's a very magical time!

WELL! Let's see...what's been happening...

Friday! Friday was my amazing best friend's birthday! And I worked my ass off and threw a miraculous surprise party! We were loaded, my house was loaded, everyone was ridiculously DRUNK and it was AWESOME! It was one of those nights where you look at it and go "wow...everyone drank just the perfect amount." We had SO much fun and it was magically delicious. I made new friends and we all had an awesome time. And I lost at beer pong, and it wasn't my fault because I did good! Partner...not so much. But I did make an awesome new friend!

The night started off with me laying in bed. Then I realized, wow, I have to be ready by eight so I run to work and get my check, come back, get to Brittany's place, and watch the Memphis game, fully dressed and ready to go out because I had told her that there was something going on at a nearby bar that would be fun for her birthday. So I end up being late for the game, because I am a slow fucker. But it was super straight!

After the game my secret agent over at my place said that people weren't there yet, so I had to stall...so I open another beer and say "let's finish the ones we're on...then leave..." while proceeding to drink very slowly. Eventually the house was packed and I finished up and we left to go around the corner to my house. And there were cars...everywhere...and cars that were very easily recognizible. Like a bright green jeep. So she was suspicious. But the big "SURPRISE" was loud and awesome!

The night ended with a few lingering awesome people around 4:30, then I took Brittany home and everyone left and I came back and chilled a little more, then went to bed. It...was...GREAT!

SATURDAY!

I did kareoke last night! I did "can't touch this" and "love shack" but my roommate made me be the man in love shack...and it was not flattering. But it was SO much fun, and then I fell asleep...immediately upon coming home.

Today I watched the game (FINAL FOUR, WHAAA? YEAH), went to Target, and realized there was a weird scraping sound coming from under my car...

I had been surprised by a GIANT puddle (like...over a foot deep) and it forced the big piece of plastic that like, covers the bottom part of my civic, to fold backwards and drag... so...I did what any girl would do in the situation...I called my Dad! He was not happy, mostly because now I have this very nice car, and bad things keep happening to it! Nothing TERRIBLE, but like...nothing EVER happened to the Jeep, and he was a piece of shit! And now I have this civic, and it's soooo nice, and it is an accident waiting to happen!

Anywayyy! My dad and brother drive up from home (like, forty minutes away) and I sit in the lot of Target...reading Hamlet for English. I called him and told him to watch out for the gigantic puddle, and when he got to me, he was laughing at the puddle because he was shocked I had made it through without my car getting flooded. So I felt like a pimp. He and my brother continued to jerk the plastic thing and eventually just cut it off and it's in my trunk now, waiting to be reattached later this week, and that's hilarious.

Then I bought 101 Dalmations!