October 14, 2010

free snowflakes, 25 cent toys.

I am exhausted.
Listen.
The tow truck man is now two days behind when he said he'd be here. if i have to hear from him again, i will die. Ok, not really, but i will be really annoyed. because this has been going on for a really long time and i just want my sister's car shipped out of here and gone.
Due to a series of escalating events, I got more and more frustrated until, by the time i picked rebekah up to wait for tow truck man (Greg) ((before he called and said he wasn't coming)), i was fuming. I just went off about how angry I was about everything and how mad i was at everyone. Then we get to the car, and we sit and wait and are trying to move the car. Then we hear this tiny voice from across the street.
"Free snowflakes! 25 cent toys!" over and over and over. After about ten minutes of this, Rebekah is like, "we gotta go check this out." So i bring 30 cents with me and purchase a ring from her. I will post it later. We sat down and got to talking. Her name was Bella and she had a lot to talk about. It was way funny, and she was really cute. Her parents were just a couple of cool, chill people. As I learned from her, her dad was 31 and her mom was 29. It felt weird to be so close in age to parents of 8 year olds.
Anyway, eventually everything was sorted out. Rebekah and I got starbucks and talked about things, we watched "Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging," and then Jacob M., Justin, Melinda, Rebekah, and I all moved margaret's car to make it easier for tow truck guy to charge it.
i really hope he can get it to work and everything.
Tomorrow is J-lunch, but Rebekah is coming along, too. Also, it's just me, Morty, and her. Justin wanted it to be more inclusive. That's Justin for you.
also, it's 1236 in the morning and I still haven't written my paper for sociology. WOOPS. It's due at 930 in the morning. Granted, its only one page... it still has to be a very specific format and it has to be smart. Which mine won't be. Because i'll be doing it in the morning. BLARG.
Here are some photos so this isn't boring:
This is a still from "Le Dernier Neandrethal."

three words: Murder, She Wrote.

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