The good news...
It turns out that the guy that hit my car has admitted responsibility, and the car will be ready next week. I miss the Mini.
The bad news is that a nice guy I went on a few dates with seems to have disappeared off the face of the planet. He could call, but my interest wanes with each passing day. I swear the day I start to understand men will be the day Britney Spears doesn't look like she needs to be dipped in a vat of Lysol.
Yesterday was a terrible day. I woke up in the middle of the night, sweating one minute, shivering the next. I woke up to the worst sinus congestion ever. Then I pulled it together only to go to work, fall on the stairs, and right on top of my lunch.
It's been a terrible, horrible, no good very bad week. I'm thinking of moving to Australia.
If you know where that quote is from you are a rock star.
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Yo girl! Let me know if you really want to go to Australia b/c I'm sooooo there with you! haha!
After graduation, for sure!
Oh screw it, let's hop a plane now..... :)
awe, fond memories of that book from my first day in fifth grade. although the teacher read it to stress that everyone has bad days and he didn't want to hear any of our whining. jerk.
i'm up for australia.
maybe "bam bam" isn't the best name for a car
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