woopeedoo.

so i got up this morning to go to work at the ungodly hour of 8 am (yes, i realize this is normal for some folk), and i walk outside, keys in hand, ready to go and...there is no car. where is this car, i ask myself. i look left, look right, look down the center and still, no car in sight. so i go back inside and ask my pops if he moved the vehicle to the street to which he responds with a `what the fuck` and jumps up and runs out the door. then he runs back in and asks me what is going on and if i am playing a joke? huh? i'm all no i need to go to work could you please tell me where the car is and we went through this for a full five minutes before we let it sink in that the car had been stolen. from our carport. and it had an alarm. a loud one. and my overdue library books were in it. fuck me, man. i'll have to pay loads of fines now. baaaaaaaaah. so. the police said that some dudes had stolen another last night and dropped it off a couple doors down so that they could steal ours. the inkling is that these fuckers are still in town, driving around like supreme morons. as if it weren't bad enough that there was only one vehicular mode of transportation between my mother and i. can i get 400 more dollars please so that i can buy my own next week?! LORDIE.

anyway. l.a. was fun. lots of laughs and new friends made. i wished that i could have seen my beauty, natalie, but alas, this is my life. i tried to call again the hour later, like i said and somehow couldn't get through. i tried at least 5 times before i just gave up. i'm sorry babes. but it'll be better in charlotte. which is soon. promises made and promise will be kept, for sure.

my fucking ear is STILL CLOGGED.