And now for the wonderful gameshow everyone loves! "Is Tory Losing Her Morality?"

I lied to my mother last night. Again. My mother! The woman who is perhaps my best friend, she's told me her stories and I have told mine and even though I've been lectured torn and teased about it she is still my best friend.

I also lied last night to my other best friend who is not related, Sara.

Work was slow last night for a Sunday, I came in at four and was cut out by 7 PM. This is odd because I usually close. Usually. But tonite I asked the busser who is supposed to close to do so (I usually don't mind hanging around at the bar for a few extra hours). A devious thought came into my mind, and so I called my mother.

Max: Hello?
Me: Max, lemme talk to mom.
Max: Okay
Mom: Hello?
Me: Mom? When is dad getting home from his charity benefit?
Mom: 3 AM, why do you care?
Me: Well, just in case you needed his car or something, you see the guys say it will be pretty slow here tonite and the latest I'll be staying is say 10:30ish, well Sara gets off work at 10 at Tiki Jims', can I go hang out with her afterwards?
Mom: Is Sara working with her mom or being taken home? I don't like the fact of you driving around that late at night..
Me: No no, mom, I'd be driving straight to Sara's house, and just hang out with her mom, who also works at the general store in Barefoot, they won't get off till 10, both of them
Mom: Hmm..okay but be home by midnight.
Me: Yes ma'am, thank you.

After quickly doing my chores I headed off in the opposite direction of home. Driving I put James on Speakerphone. Asking him where he was, he was with Kris, I drove over to Kris' home which is near Medieval Times area. I picked up James and drove around and were silly and I almost ran a red and got the car stuck in the sand at one point where some high kids laughed their asses off, but eventually we arrived at the beach. I know James had not seen the beach since...well January or maybe November I can't recall and he missed it. He stripped to his boxers and doved in the ocean, I was tempted to go swimming but decided someone ought to stay in the car, when he dried we drove back to Kris' and from there I left. It was wonderful, I'm leaving out details of course, but no, no sex, nothing of the sort people sorry to dissapoint, but fun. I think my favorite memory was "Save Tonight, Fight the Break of Dawn, Come tomorrow, Tomorrow I'll be gone"

Mind you I still reek of cigarrettes from work. But driving home I call up sara and leave a message, only I didn't tell her I was with James, I made it sound like I just wanted to go to the beach really bad, just in case my parents caught sand on me or on the car, I could always have that message as a alibi that instead of Sara's I went to the beach, which I would also get reprimanded for, but not as bad as James.

Oh and of course I made sure dad was at a charity benefit so he wouldn't drive past work before 10, and I had the other car, and I made damn well sure that it was all safe to go.

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But still, I slightly frighten myself with the way I've been carefully creating my web here. I do not fear the fact that I might break it; I fear the fact that I made it. Who have I become? I used to only lie jokingly and soon afterwards say "I'm just kiddin' " now it is more like....I dunno...

For instance, my parents believe I go with my mother to CCU for her summer classes that go from 10 AM- 2 PM, and while she is in class I am at the gym working out or the library. When in fact I walk across highway 544, and walk over to James and Brittanys for a good half hour, and then hang out with them. No, once again, no sex or anything of the sort. Although james did throw a chocolate cream pie at me, and I had to take a shower, and wear brit's clothes...while cleaning mine. Still the fact that I lie to my mother, dad I could care less, but mom...dunno

Oh well, it's worth it. :)

I think..

Excuse Me Mr. is the best No Doubt Song Ever.

Autumn may be for love, but summer is definitely for sex. You know what I’m talking about, the kind of heat is in the air that drives a heat right in your pants, a yearning burning sensation if ya get me *winks*, and it isn’t the clean kind either, oh no. It’s the dirty most disgusting kind where you’re both sweaty from a day’s end of work and you’re tired but you have a little something left in you ‘cause it’s been runnin in your mind all day. Yup, summer is for sex.

Bad day.

Very bad day.

one of those "i'm not gonna even talk about it bad days"

where at the end of the night, I drove and got lost in NC, the moon was hidden behind smoke clouds and it all felt like the perfect worst day.

*sigh*

Sleep? Nightmares. Bad nightmares lately, let's go with Seinfeld instead. Good option Ms. Richardson

I need a hug.

I wanted to go to bed with him in my room, just for a few seconds, but the fear my sister would come around and see, I didn't want her seeing it and telling my parents. So instead I fell asleep three times this afternoon, my blanket fitting around my side as if they were arms, too bad they weren't warm, luckily it was my yellow comforter...which is comforting

And I know I want him to steal me away from work. The best in my mind as I see it is that it will be slow tomorrow. As he and Ryan and Brit are leaving Nance's I am getting off work. They will pick me up and drive away, after say two hours (cinderella had a curfew too ya know) they shall drop me off at P&M. I'll call mom, tell her it was packed, she'll pick me up and see the few cars in the parking lot thinking it had all just ended. I can act tired.

But nah, I know it won't work out that way, I always imagine all the possibilities in under five seconds. Most likely is, they will stop by, I'll be swamped and seeing that the other busser is Kevin, who "pulled a double" and is "really tired" and who is nineteen and can have say so over everything..........well I closed last week...maybe...maybe

I love the owl who hoots outside my window. It's a kinda lonesome cry; yes, I like him much more than I do the twittering chirps that wake me up at 5 AM.

It's as if the world outside my window goes to bed lonesome, but wakes up cheery.

Teehee.