we had some friends over last night for food and drinks. i made some of my homemade salsa for the chips, fajitas, rice, mexican corn, yummy margaritas, and by far the best fudge and caramel brownies i've had in my life. i'm a damn good cook.

i was all about the margaritas though. by the fourth glass, i was like 'fuck that" and started drinking straight tequila. so, along with cook and bartender, i was also the entertainment for the evening. cause anytime there's liquor, music by prince, and a thunderstorm involved, hilarity ensues.

i think my alcohol tolerance has returned to its former level because i wasn't even slightly hungover this morning. and i drank a LOOOOOTTTTT.

today was a fun day. Jay took me to a shooting range. you'd think given my short temper and how often he pisses me off, teaching me to shoot a gun wouldn't at all be on his list of things to do. but he did! and it was so much fucking fun! i bullshit you not, i came a couple of times.

i'm all excited because i know how to shoot silhouettes in the head, so now i want a permit to carry a handgun. i don't think i'd ever actually own a gun for reasons i'm not gonna get into right now, but i want the permit just to say that i can if i choose to.

GUNS ARE FUN!

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do any of y'all know anything about primerica? one of Jay's friends is being recruited, if you will, by them and he asked Jay to go with him to one of their meetings tonight. we've all done a little research online to see if they're a legitimate business; a lot of people seem to think they're a little shady but you can't really trust everything you read on the internets. i guess i'll just have to wait to hear what Jay says about it.

in related news, we've been discussing graduate school a lot more lately. he's gonna apply to 7 schools. he definitely wants to go to v@ndy, but if he gets in a "better" school we're gonna have to move. it's weird. i've been itching to get the hell out of tennessee damn near all my life, and now that it's definitely a possibility, i'm scurred. i'd be far away from my family and friends and i've gotten really comfortable in this house. i decorated it myself. i can't work most of the electronic stuff, but it's pretty to look at. i don't wanna make new friends. i don't like new people. new people suck. as much as i enjoy being antisocial, i still have the option of calling someone to come over and hang out. and when we have babies, i won't have any direct support from anyone. my mommy won't be just 2-3 hours away.

gaaaaahhhhhh....this shit is so stressful and depressing.

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OOOH!! if you haven't already, you must try the crispy chicken flamethrower sammich from DQ. it is soooooo good! i had one of those with 2 large fries and a large root beer. i'm almost ashamed to admit i ate that much but it was yummy in my tummy.

i can't help it.

i love food.

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