(toothpastefordinner.com)
my other computer is three rooms away, and the chair is not nearly as comfortable as laying on this bed.
so i apparently have the highest civs card scan rate in the store (like an 83%), last week i had the lowest (like 46%), and paula, the pharmacist gave me a $5 gift certificate because, she loves me? probably that's why. :) it has been a good day.
maria has a pair of my pants that i'd like to have back... but she's not answering her phone... i'll call her after dinner.
there's not much to say, other than i am awesome and i may or may not be visiting stef & dawn next weekend. :):)
& i need cigarettes too. that too.

i'm not at my computer, so i can't draw you anything...
< but! i can show you this
and also tell you that i may or may-not be getting one, soon.

my brother had called me on friday afternoon; i missed it because like the good kid i am (and the fact that my pants do not fit me; thus not feeling my phone vibrate) i did not answer during class.
i called him back promptly, thinking that maybe he was going to tell me that he needed to borrow my car, and so i was going to tell him that he had better let me use his as an exchange. anyway! he called me to one, ask if i were actually interested in a car (i said, yes.) and two, to tell me that his co-worker was selling a two-thousand-two honda civic, with "minimal body damage" & "high highway miles."
i am interested, very. so i have to get my father to get his act together and bring me to go look at it (because he knows more about cars then i will ever know.) so that is exciting.

however, about my day today? welll! i forgot to turn my alarm back on last night (i don't keep it on all the time due to the fact that i don't like the little picture of the clock with vibrations around it when i look at the time on my phone; every three seconds.) - so! i get a phone call this morning, i look at the number, 917... and i instantly knew that i over slept; fuck. i answer, and the first thing i say after "hello?" is "it's past nine-thirty isn't it.... shit. sorry." funny-pregnant-sue laughed, and then decided that i will just have to come in quarter to eleven. and so i did. i got there and i apologized. and then i had to work until six, and some BITCH decided to come to the pharmacy at five fifty nine (& thirty seven seconds) and made us SEARCH for her STUPID-CUNTY prescription. so i didn't end up getting out of there until like six o-seven. but that counts as over-time, so i'm not really mad about it.

i haven't decided whether or not i want to go out tonight, i'm exhausted and i have to do laundry or else my mother is going to "take all of my clothes and throw them into my car and make me bring them down the the laundromat. fuck that? i still wouldn't ever do them, haha. and it being seven o'clock, i don't think i can do like five loads of laundry before eight considering it takes an hour and a half to wash and dry anything with the piece of shit washer & drier in my basement. 8) coooool.

tomorrow i'm going to the aquarium? i want to see this car- badly.

i just told my mother that i wasn't hungry and now my stomach is rumbling. wonderful<3
maybe i should do some laundry, but i just feel lazy.