she is alive

So yeah, it has been like 4 years since I have written anything here. How freaking crazy is that. Lots has changed, lots has changed.

One of the last times I wrote I was all concerned about Nathan's feelings for me. That question was answered right quick with an e-mail sent at 4:56 PM on 11/17/03. It went a little something like this:

Crista,
Let`s see. This is very hard for me to say so please bare with me. Well I`ve been thinking about us a little bit. And I think it would be a little better if we got to know other people a little. Because the truth is I`m not really sure about how I feel for you. And I don`t want to hurt you or anything like that. So maybe it`s better like this and we`ll talk things over good when I get home. Ok But I hope we can always be friends.
Nathan

Needless to say, when he got back to Wyoming and I made it home for Christmas and we did get together for lunch he spent the whole time talking to my sister because she had been to Mexico before.

That hurt this little heart and she swore off men until she became tricked by the effects of beer and pressure from friends to learn how to relax and have a good time.

After many many Wednesdays of drunk karaoke, followed by Thristy Thursdays with $3 pitchers of beer at El Roco. creeka met a new boy.

New boy is older and has been married before. He has a four year old son that is cute as a button and smart like a fox. His mom is raising him well. Or her family is raising him well.

After knowing new boy for just a few short weeks a very interesting relationship blossomed. After just under a year of not really being in a serious/committed relationship. Things with new boy have turned into creeka and new boy living together for over a year now.

It has been some trip, and unfortunately, I am a little foggy on a lot of the details. Mostly because it has been forever and a day since I have had internet access in my house and I am too lazy to keep a paper diary. That and I have been crazy busy working the new job.

In June of 2005 Target asked me to quit as they were hearing to much gossip about what I was doing in my off time that was making me unreliable while I was on the clock.

My drinking the night before the only day of the week I had off from both jobs was so totally detrimental to my performance in the deli and Starbucks. Not once did I come to work hung over that is more than I can say for most of my co-workers there.

Anywho, I put in my two weeks. Headed to Amazon.com filled out the application, had an interview the same day, got a phone call a day or two later and have been an employee of Amazon.com since June 17, 2005.
Let me tell you it sure beats the hell out of slicing deli meat for the crazy people that shop at Super Target. Or making coffee for crabby jerks like Dennis.

So Amen for drinking making me unreliable. Now I make more money, have less drama in my life because I am not getting phone calls from my parents because people that were supposed to be my friends were telling my parent's that I was doing drugs and now when I smile, it really means that I am happy, I'm not just putting on a front to cover up how miserable I am.