Came to the realization I post on this thing way too much. I mean, really, who out there gives a crap about a 27 year old single girl (I say girl because I usually act like I'm 15 instead of the age I am) still living in the town she grew up in and complaining about her lack of a life? Sigh. Well, I guess there are some people out there checking the blog. The counter wouldn't be going up if no one was reading the boring details of my life...reminds me of a movie..."The details of my life are inconsequential." Can you name that movie? You've got five more seconds. Give up? Austin Powers: Man of Mystery (the first one). Yet another indication of the type of sense of humor I have.

Very interesting day yesterday. Considering I still hadn't done anything with my taxes, I dragged myself out of bed and went to Jackson Hewitt and plunked down the money to get the darn things done. Most people would pick some place closer to where they live. Nah, why would I want to do a thing like that? I went to the location all the way across town because the one guy who works there is a total hottie. Yeah, I'm shallow like that sometimes. Unfortunately my taxes are so rediculously simple it only took him 30 minutes to fill everything in. Bonus part is I am getting a refund this year, I'd like to think it's because I'm cute. Uh, no, never mind. They just owe me for the 50+ hour weeks I put in at both of my jobs. Oh, get this, I also found out I could be getting more back if I had a copy of my last paycheck from job #2 as it would have a total for the union dues I have taken out of my paycheck. I didn't even want to be in the darn thing, they just enrolled me when I started working here. Blah.

The Pi Nu banquet was a good time. It saddened me a little though, when I was still active as a student we used to get at least 70 people (including alumni) attending. This year it was only about 25 or 30. It was still a good time though. The food was pretty good and the music wasn't that bad either. I left there around 9:30, met up with Bob and we went out with some of his friends from work at The Stockade. Ahhh the Stockade. It's one of those little bars you only went into in college when you were really drunk. A townie bar as we used to call them at Ship. The beer was cheap, the music was good and I never laughed so hard in my life. Bob's coworkers are freaking hilarious. Holy bannanas. I don't think I stopped laughing the whole night. After we got kicked out of the bar at 2:30 a.m., we went over to someone's house to hang out. It was about 4 when we left. Poor Bob had to be at work at 9:45 a.m. today. Tee-hee. I only had to be semicoherent for church then come in to work around 1 p.m.

Got the good news about my friend Jennifer today. She had a boy around 4:44 a.m. this morning. No name yet, but that's the way Jennifer and Christoph operate. I'm sure we'll get a mass emailing Monday or Tuesday with a name. Another baby in the group. Ugh. I can't stand it. Too much of this stuff going on. It feels like time is just flying by so fast. Oh, I also found out from my mother that Casey & Vanessa's wedding is going to be a lot harder for me than I thought. Mom and Carrie were at the bridal shower yesterday and found out there are going to be collages of pictures at the reception. Including quite a few from when we were little. Like the one of Kevin, Casey and I at Frontiertown. Sigh. I'm not going to be able to look at those pictures without bursting into tears. God, it's going to be Casey's big day and all I'll be thinking about is Kevin. He should be there. He should be standing in front of the minister with Casey. He should be doing shots with me, drinking beer with me and making fun of Vanessa with me. Bugger, I'm starting to well up now. I need to go.