Jordan Riane

Mark’s 25th birthday will be coming up in 22 more days. That means that I need to get my plans rolling and get things together for my little surprise (I can tell you right now that despite my title, I’m not doing a surprise party ;)). He reads my blog so I can’t go into detail publicly but I will be writing a passworded entry for those of you that might be interested (and I hope some of you are, because I would really like some input on what I’ve gotten together thus far.) So if you’re interested, just leave a comment here, and I’ll e-mail you the password I’m going to use for that entry. I don’t want Mark’s stinky butt reading it at all–even though he keeps saying that he’s read my entire livejournal where I’ve already posted about it a couple times.

Either way the few people I’ve told so far have loved what I’ve come up with, and I’m excited. I’m really creative, and I love going all out (especially if it’s for someone that means a lot to me–aww mushy mushy!) even if it’s not for a birthday.

Yesterday was a nice day and night. Work was fairly decent, albeit not busy but I had enough work for me to were I wasn’t standing around diddling my thumbs and wanting to ram my head into the wall. Though I couldn’t stop counting down the minutes until I could leave, get home and wait for Mark’s cute butt (no seriously, he has a cute patootie.) Dinner at Rock Bottom was absolutely delicious. It better have been though–dinner for 5 people was $150 not including tip! I didn’t drink too much, but my first official LEGAL drink was a “Sexy Bex”: an Orange and Raspberry Martini that was stirred not shaken 😉

After that all of us went back to my house, where Mark and I set up my new monitor and fiddled around with it. It was unbearably hot and muggy in my room to the point where I was sweating my butt off. Did the typical birthday deal of blowing out candles on a cake and then opening up my cards from family. Then ended up watching the Cubs vs. Pirates baseball game that was on tv. Pretty shocking, especially considering that I’m a huge White Sox fan, but you know what I’m the mature White Sox fan that will watch a Cubs game if it’s on. Okay, that’s a complete and utter lie. I only watched the game because Mark wanted to watch it, so like an amazing girlfriend, I obliged and watched without complaining (that is until I started to fall asleep during the 13th or 14th inning.)

I suppose I should go get ready now; Making my first legal appearance at a bar! Oh noez!

I’m now writing this on my new LG 19″ Widescreen LCD that I got from the best boyfriend ever, Mark. Thanks babe!

I was going to go to sleep, but I wanted to stay up longer to enjoy my new monitor. Goodbye 17″ CRT!

So after much anticipation (heartache, stress, tears, that sort of deal) I have finally turned 21. Well, if you want to get really technical, I wasn’t extracted from my mom until about 4:10pm on the 8th, so I suppose I’ve got a few more hours to go until it’s “official.”

It will be a nice night later on; Dinner with my family and Mark around 7pm at Rock Bottom, and then maybe heading out to my friend Brian’s house for some drinking and what have you, though I’m still indecisive about that. I think he’ll kill me if I don’t come over.

Today was definitely a nice and eventful day. I spent most of my day at my grandparent’s house just catching up, and fixing their computer. My evening was spent with Mark and his place eating beer brats and hamburgers (and yummy Italian pasta salad!) on the grill, and then just cozying it up in his room. Though it was damn hot in there and I swear I felt like I was going to drown in my own sweat if I had kept laying on his bed.

Should be getting to sleep; The past couple of nights have been throwing my new sleeping habits offline so I really want to get it back on track so that I can continue to wake up at 7-8am comfortably and not feel too sleepy. *passes out*

Oh yeah, and just to brag again: I am the best girlfriend. My idea(s) for Mark’s birthday rule, and is probably the greatest thing ever. I can’t wait until his birthday comes up, just to get my plans rolling. If only he knew what was in store for him!

I had the house to myself this weekend and I figured it would’ve been nice to have some peace and quiet. Yeah, that wasn’t really the outcome. Yesterday after work I stopped at Target and picked up a few snacks (chips and veggie dip) and some cherry coke.

I tried to do some work on a website of mine but I wasn’t able to concentrate so I tried to watch some movies. Watched the last bit of Lord of the Rings, and then put in ABC Family so I wouldn’t forget about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie that was going to come on at 7pm. I was able to watch about an hour of it, but then got antsy sitting on the couch.

I looked like a child with ADHD last night because I just couldn’t sit still nor focus on anything for more than thirty minutes. Though I somehow managed to stay up until 1am, which as of late, is fairly late. Especially considering that on Friday I went to sleep at 10pm like an old lady.

All I know is that I don’t want to spend 5.5 hours at work bored out of my mind. All I want to do right now is see Mark, and just be around him because I’ve gone crazy this weekend. Yesterday is the first day I’ve gone without talking to him since we first started talking. I’m not used to that. Didn’t know how to cope.

Well, might as well just get ready for work instead of wasting time on the computer.

I’ve never been one that’s easily addicted to superficial items like drugs, smoking (when I used to), and alcohol and whatnot. But I will admit that I am somewhat addicted to my boyfriend, because right now he’s gone for the weekend and I feel a bit lost and am cranky beyond belief, and I’m also addicted to Lifesaver’s Wint-O-Green mints.

Yes, I am addicted to Wint-O-Green mints. I bought some the other day, because when you’re working retail if you’ve got bad breath you might as well just go hide out in receiving playing with overstock. Since buying the huge Lifesaver’s bag I think I’ve managed to finish a good 1/3 of the bag already. I don’t know what size it is, it’s not that huge but it’s larger than the bags you pick up at the register as you’re getting ready to check out.

At work I keep a nice quantity of them in my pocket for easy reach, as well as a plethora of them in my purse. I also pop them like a pill popper would pop Valium. Once I suck the life out of one, and then chew on it so I get that burst of tingly flavor, another one goes in my mouth. These things are delish. VERY delish. I’m even sucking on one as I write this, because I started to smell the Wint-O-Green (I have a little mini-bucket of them on my coffee table which is right next to my desk.)

Now if only these would somehow make up for the fact that I had the worst luck this weekend I would be doing a lot better instead of being cranky, miserable, and agitated that I’m going to be alone this weekend. The fact that my house is sans family(!!!) and Mark is gone for the weekend. Seriously, what the fuck kind of shit is that anyway? It’s just my luck that the weekend he decides to leave, I have the house to myself. Actually, I am pretty pissed off about it. So pissed off that I’m going to do absolutely nothing but go to work, come home, mope around the house, sleep, go to work and mope around some more. I’m also awaiting my monthly visit so if you can try to imagine those emotions BEFORE PMS sinks in… Well, let’s just say that the goodnight/xo e-mail I sent didn’t get a reply and that left me seething this morning.

At least I can find comfort in my Wint-O-Green Lifesaver’s.