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Cloudy with a 100% chance of sarcasm

I love shopping. New clothes are so much fun.
Today I went to Old Navy and bought some t-shirts. Those perfect Ts are irresistable, I swear. I bought them and a bag--I needed a summer purse.

It was so ugly today. The weather was gross. Perfect afternoon for watching "When A Stranger Calls." Probably the most retarded movie ever. My 12 year old sister, 12 year old cousin, and 10 year old sister and I were making fun of it so bad.
*Deep menacing voice* "HAVE YOU CHECKED ON THE CHILDREN?"
"Who are you? Why are you calling me?!?"
"NO, REALLY. HOW ARE THEY? LITTLE TIMMY HAD AN UPSET TUMMY."

Nothing much to update on. Saturday I had my double header and afterwards there was a huge fight between the opposing coaches (aka my dad and the other guy). It was funny...afterwards. We won 8-14 for the first game, and 7-27 for the second game.

Carlos and I are done, for sure. He accidentally sent me a text message meant for someone else at 10:17 Saturday morning...except I didn't get it until 2 am (effin' phone). I sent it back to him saying "Oh yeah, that's real smooth." Wait a minute, I should tell you what it said:
"I was supposed to do something with Alexa but she dumped me basically"
Aww, poor baby. *Gag* So effin' annoying.

So that's it. For today anyways.

PS- On the ice cream front: I REALLY wanted some today--but only out of boredom. Instead, I got myself a 100% pure fruit crap strawberry popsicle. But it's not the saaaaaaaaame!!

Comments

SalGal said…
Ok, I had to see just how cheesy the movie was so I hit up my old buddy Netflix. I must be a total wussbag because there is no way I could survive watching that! I mean, it looks deliciously scary, but I have an over-active imagination and I might need therapy for years afterwards.

Toodles!
alexgirl said…
Sorry things are done with Carlos. Eh, whatever, right? You'll find someone way better!
And congrats on winning the games. In response to your "i hate to work out" comment on my blog, that is such BS because you play softball all the time! That totally counts as working out.
ps-I love shopping too.
pps-Did you see the remake of "When a stranger calls" or the original. Because the original is kind of good. Actually, the sequel to the original "When a Stranger Calls Back" is good. Scary!!
Alex said…
aww sorry about carlos. although it is somewhat entertaining that he tried to text someone else, and he texted you, about you.

yeah, not the least bit funny.

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