What ze fuck have I been up to? Seriously, I have no idea. I guess I could sit here and write about getting into school and looking for apartments and shit like that, but I feel like that’s something I should have written over time, and not at once…ya dig?
Anywho, It’s about three in the morning, and I, of course, got a second wind after I got home from Deirdre’s house and am now watching ‘All grown up’ on netflix because I’m obviously a seven year old.
I feel like I have so much shit to talk about but I can’t think of any of it. I need new glasses, like fo real real. I’ve had the same pair for almost five years, and I’m too po’ to keep buying new contacts every three months (which is probably why I wear a pair a month at a time and don’t take them out [which is probably why I’ve been suffering from intense headaches often. Go figure.])
*leaves computer and eats almost an entire bag of cool ranch Doritos while having a text convo with deirdre*
I am unimpressed with this blog. Suck my taint.
-A
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
True Life: I'm a shopaholic
It has come to my attention that I, Andrew Steven Meissner am a shopaholic. I realized this months, no, years ago, but did nothing about it. From now on, however, I am going to *try* to not spend money as much as I do...mainly because papa needs a new set of wheels, but also in the long run it would be nice to have money in da bank, ya mean?
Anyway, after coming to this realization that I am addicted to spending money I decided to clean up my room and make it all pretty and more organized. While doing so I counted most of my clothes and here is the inventory:
Tops (including Shirts, Sweaters, and Sweatshirts): 135...ish
Bottoms (including pants, Jeans, and Shorts): 25...ish
Shoes: 20...ish
Jackets: 2
Suits: 2 (well technically one suit and one tux but whatever)
Ties: 15...ish
Belts: 4
Suspenders: 2
Hats: 10
Scarves: 15...ish
Sunglasses: 20...ish
Why do I have over twenty pairs of shoes? do I really need them all? no. Do I wear them all? no, but I have over twenty pairs of shoes...and that is not counting what is under my bed, that is why there is an "ish" after some of the count.
I have a problem, and I really need to start working on it. le sigh.
Anyway, here are the results of my room purge:
These are some shirts rolled up into boxes I took from work :)
This is where the magic happens.
nom nom nom.
This is my other girlfriend, Chocolaundra.
Best wall of the whole closet :)
Anyway, after coming to this realization that I am addicted to spending money I decided to clean up my room and make it all pretty and more organized. While doing so I counted most of my clothes and here is the inventory:
Tops (including Shirts, Sweaters, and Sweatshirts): 135...ish
Bottoms (including pants, Jeans, and Shorts): 25...ish
Shoes: 20...ish
Jackets: 2
Suits: 2 (well technically one suit and one tux but whatever)
Ties: 15...ish
Belts: 4
Suspenders: 2
Hats: 10
Scarves: 15...ish
Sunglasses: 20...ish
Why do I have over twenty pairs of shoes? do I really need them all? no. Do I wear them all? no, but I have over twenty pairs of shoes...and that is not counting what is under my bed, that is why there is an "ish" after some of the count.
I have a problem, and I really need to start working on it. le sigh.
Anyway, here are the results of my room purge:
These are some shirts rolled up into boxes I took from work :)
This is where the magic happens.
nom nom nom.
This is my other girlfriend, Chocolaundra.
Best wall of the whole closet :)
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Imma be Imma be Imma Imma Imma be.
Dear friends/readers,
It has come to my attention that I have not posted an actual eventful blog in a very, very long time. I am sorry if I have disappointed any of my loyal *eye roll* readers out there that just can’t get enough of my telling about every moment of my life. I know that some, okay, most of you losers sitting at your computer look up to me like I am some sort of God, but this nigga has a life and can’t just sit around typing out this shit for you all. Sucka please.
Anyway, a lot of shit has happened since October, 2009. The most important and most obvious is that it is now 2010. Duh, shitface. I am going to try very hard to remember specific details about the past few months so that ya’ll can paint a picture in your head….here we go:
October: I was a zombie for Halloween. Every year I spend months and months planning my Halloween costume and every year, at the last minute I change it to something along the lines of a zombie. This past Halloween I went on a prosthetic binge and bought as much fake shit as I could to glue all over my body. I must say that I looked pretty fucking awesome. Half of my face was a skull, and I had burns and cuts and blood all over my body. *buffs nails* sometimes I amaze myself…also I shaved all my hair off sometimes that month, before Halloween.
November: all I can remember from November is that I had a really good thanksgiving.
Christmas this past year was pretty good. I had gotten around $750 from family and friends to put towards a new car. Where is that money now? Not in my bank account I can tell you that. Once again I am ’po, motha fuckas!
What else has been going on in my life? Lets start about work…H&M and I have a love/hate relationship. The thing is that I love it when I’m not there, but once I have to actually be there (and I’m not dressing mannequins) I hate it. As of January 4th I am now in the ladies department, which means a lot more running and a lot less cleaning which can be a good thing, and it taught me that I need to work on my time management skills. I actually really like ladies. it’s a lot different from the mens department and I need to learn how to merchandise their shit the ’H&M’ way and not the Andrew way…which is what I was doing in mens, haha. I am hopefully, hopefully going to be able to work my way up to an actual visual and not just a full timer who helps with the visual work. I really want to be one. I would like my job even more if all I had to do throughout the day was dress mannequins in the window and make the store pretty :]
Work has also brought love…I am now currently in an actual relationship, not just serial dating. As of January 7th, miss Deirdre Reilly and I are a couple…a couple of racist, baby killing bitches that is. Things are going rather well *knock wood* and I am very much happy :] I’m glad that I can make rude comments and really fucked up racist jokes and someone besides me will laugh…and I guess I like that’s she’s kind of really cute too *eye roll* :]
So tomorrow is Deirdre and my first valentines day together and we are going to the melting pot, a crazy ridiculously expensive fondue restaurant that I can not wait to eat at. We’re getting a five course meal equipped with fondue, sorbet, ice cream fondue thingy, salads, lobster, fillet mignon, chicken, and a bunch of other shit. Omg. Nom nom nom. I can’t wait. We’re going with her sister, her sisters fiancé, and their friends and I’m so excited. Raaah! Hehehe.
Peace out!
Love, Andrew
ps: I now have yellow hair :)
It has come to my attention that I have not posted an actual eventful blog in a very, very long time. I am sorry if I have disappointed any of my loyal *eye roll* readers out there that just can’t get enough of my telling about every moment of my life. I know that some, okay, most of you losers sitting at your computer look up to me like I am some sort of God, but this nigga has a life and can’t just sit around typing out this shit for you all. Sucka please.
Anyway, a lot of shit has happened since October, 2009. The most important and most obvious is that it is now 2010. Duh, shitface. I am going to try very hard to remember specific details about the past few months so that ya’ll can paint a picture in your head….here we go:
October: I was a zombie for Halloween. Every year I spend months and months planning my Halloween costume and every year, at the last minute I change it to something along the lines of a zombie. This past Halloween I went on a prosthetic binge and bought as much fake shit as I could to glue all over my body. I must say that I looked pretty fucking awesome. Half of my face was a skull, and I had burns and cuts and blood all over my body. *buffs nails* sometimes I amaze myself…also I shaved all my hair off sometimes that month, before Halloween.
November: all I can remember from November is that I had a really good thanksgiving.
Christmas this past year was pretty good. I had gotten around $750 from family and friends to put towards a new car. Where is that money now? Not in my bank account I can tell you that. Once again I am ’po, motha fuckas!
What else has been going on in my life? Lets start about work…H&M and I have a love/hate relationship. The thing is that I love it when I’m not there, but once I have to actually be there (and I’m not dressing mannequins) I hate it. As of January 4th I am now in the ladies department, which means a lot more running and a lot less cleaning which can be a good thing, and it taught me that I need to work on my time management skills. I actually really like ladies. it’s a lot different from the mens department and I need to learn how to merchandise their shit the ’H&M’ way and not the Andrew way…which is what I was doing in mens, haha. I am hopefully, hopefully going to be able to work my way up to an actual visual and not just a full timer who helps with the visual work. I really want to be one. I would like my job even more if all I had to do throughout the day was dress mannequins in the window and make the store pretty :]
Work has also brought love…I am now currently in an actual relationship, not just serial dating. As of January 7th, miss Deirdre Reilly and I are a couple…a couple of racist, baby killing bitches that is. Things are going rather well *knock wood* and I am very much happy :] I’m glad that I can make rude comments and really fucked up racist jokes and someone besides me will laugh…and I guess I like that’s she’s kind of really cute too *eye roll* :]
So tomorrow is Deirdre and my first valentines day together and we are going to the melting pot, a crazy ridiculously expensive fondue restaurant that I can not wait to eat at. We’re getting a five course meal equipped with fondue, sorbet, ice cream fondue thingy, salads, lobster, fillet mignon, chicken, and a bunch of other shit. Omg. Nom nom nom. I can’t wait. We’re going with her sister, her sisters fiancé, and their friends and I’m so excited. Raaah! Hehehe.
Peace out!
Love, Andrew
ps: I now have yellow hair :)
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