back from the father's!!
yay! today i got back from my dads... omg, i did not have a good time at all! i hate going up there!! i was so cold the whole week... it was definitely oct/ nov weather... 50s, yunno? damn... anyways, im back now! and jessis bday is tomorrow... but her party was postponed until next sunday, so if ya didnt get the message for whatever reason... now ya know... and band camp starts on monday! im curious on how its gonna be different this year...
well, something interesting slash crappy slash slightly amusing happened the day we were on the road driving up to my dads house... and since my dad doesnt have a computer, i thot id just wait until i got back to tell ya my story... when i got to my dads house, i wrote it all down, so its gonna sound like its that day, b/c thats when i wrote it... so i wouldnt forget any details, so that if anyone asks, i wont hafta retell the whole story...
Well, today me and my sis left at around 10:30 to go to my dads house. it was just as usual, yunno... cruisin the hightway, windows rolled down, and the only worry is coming across a bad song on the radio and having to find a new station. but hey, of course things werent that peachy this time, or i wouldnt be telling you this story. anyways, were listening to music and im reading harry potter when jessi says, hey, i think one of the tires is flat, the people in the car keep pointing to the front right tire and making hand motions to show our tire is low on air. my moms just like, oh really? but doesnt think much of it, beacuse she figures its probably not a big deal. haha, funny! a few seconds later the car shakes and we hear this loud rumbling sound along with a horrible smell. oh god, it was raunchy! and know what? we blew a tire, right on i64... and you cant really drive with a flat, so we had to pull over. but seein as its like a 5 lane road, we had to pull over on the closest side... the left side... right up against this wall. barely 6 in. away from the lane of traffic. horse shit! we were skrewed. my mom could barely get out of her car... good thing shes skinny, no way me or jessi could get our fat asses outta the car. but then a lovely man saw us with the flat and pulled over to help. he was very kind and pulls out a jack and jank to replace our tire. me and jessi are just chillin in the car, its shaking back and forth with the cars zooming by so close... watchinng to see if this guy gets hit, hes freaking in the lane trying to get to tht tire. rem. theres a wall to our left, and my mom doesnt own a small car, so were pratically sticking out into the road, but whatever... anyways, were watchin out and the guys freaking thing doesnt fit my mommas lugnuts! what crap! so hes like ma'am, youre gonna hafta call AAA... so we did, and they said theyd be around in 1/2 an hour. so the guy left and my mom said he gets the good samaritan award! yay for him (he at least tried to help)
but then we see some jerk-off zoom past us, pull over, and back up... he was pretty gross, him and his pick-up truck and yellow teeth... he comes up and says you call for a tire replacement? mom says yes, you AAA? (suspecting him, of course) he says no, so mom says, ok we dont need you then, thanx... then he says some crap, just tryin to bum some money off of us. ass hole
so were still waitin when some green van pulls up and out comes this black guy dressed up in blue, tryin to do the same, but just wont leave. finally, as the guy from AAA pulls up, hes out. and were lookin at a creamish white truck with a cab. the guys walkin up to us and oh god! had i never seen anything so not lovely! gross... this guy, ok, this guy has a hat, but under is a mullet! a massive pin-curled blonde long ass mullet! and his teeth- what teeth?! oh wait... he has A tooth! and man, he is as skinny as a blade of grass!
anyways, considering the location of the tire and all the traffic, he decides to call a cop to block the lane so he can work on the tire. i dont know what happened with that, cuz he comes and tells us a tow truck will soon be on their way to take us somewhere else, cuz it was too dangereous to change the tire there. meanwhile he parks his truck to block the lane, only causing people to be pissed off, but were thinking, why doesnt he just do it now?
so we wait, and wait, and wait... and some big truck comes behind us to block the lane, and out comes a big black guy, and a big whie woman, instead of towing us, they felt it easier to do it there. the black guy comes over and freakin lifts up the car while the skinny guy does something with the wheel! and the white woman is back there yellin at the skinny guy about what he did wrong and jank... my mom comes over to us and says: so how many rednecks does it take to change a tire?! 3... one to block traffic, one to lift the car, and one to change the tire!!! HAHA! yeah... anyways...
they fix the tire and the chick tells us the tire is about 15 lbs low on air... so we were to have to go to a gas station and do that. then they tell us the spare doesnt fit the car too well. my mom was pissed b/c the spare came with the car when she bought it. so we go to this gas station/ car shop place and my mom hasta buy a new tire... 75 some bucks she had to spend... plus, the guy told her all her tires were low on air, which was crap too... so we get back on the road, and we were to suppoose to have met my dad about 2 hours earlier. my mom talked to him on the phone before he left the house, and he was pissed about it all. kept blaming my mom for it as if it was all done on purpose. what an ass. he was just grumpy cuz he hadnt had his beer yet. bleh! we also ran into a lot of traffic, so that delayed us too. so when we finally met up with our dad it was 4:30... a freakin 6 hours it took to drive 2 hours away (we were meeting him 1/2 way)... so he was all grouchy for the 2 hours in the car with him, so i attempted to go to sleep... the whole time im hearin him bitch about how pissed he was for having to wait for us... blah blah... and then i hear these loud noises, followed by a nice solid, FUCK! (earlier my dad told me he had a problem with his muffler) so he pulls over, checks it out, and goes out again. he did this several times, as the truck kept acting up... then we were driving and i hear these popping noises, and my dad uses his fudgecake word again and says his brakes are out. its a damn good thing we were out on them country roads at the time, otherwise wed have been hittin cars! we managed to make it back to the house though, no stop lights or anything around there where wed hafta stop. so by the time we got here, i was pooped, and all i wanted was to go home! not much to this place as a teenager... as a kid you could entertain yourself by playing on rocks and chasing bugs.
well, im outta time for tonight! ill c you guys lata!!
much love <3
*Jo
well, something interesting slash crappy slash slightly amusing happened the day we were on the road driving up to my dads house... and since my dad doesnt have a computer, i thot id just wait until i got back to tell ya my story... when i got to my dads house, i wrote it all down, so its gonna sound like its that day, b/c thats when i wrote it... so i wouldnt forget any details, so that if anyone asks, i wont hafta retell the whole story...
Well, today me and my sis left at around 10:30 to go to my dads house. it was just as usual, yunno... cruisin the hightway, windows rolled down, and the only worry is coming across a bad song on the radio and having to find a new station. but hey, of course things werent that peachy this time, or i wouldnt be telling you this story. anyways, were listening to music and im reading harry potter when jessi says, hey, i think one of the tires is flat, the people in the car keep pointing to the front right tire and making hand motions to show our tire is low on air. my moms just like, oh really? but doesnt think much of it, beacuse she figures its probably not a big deal. haha, funny! a few seconds later the car shakes and we hear this loud rumbling sound along with a horrible smell. oh god, it was raunchy! and know what? we blew a tire, right on i64... and you cant really drive with a flat, so we had to pull over. but seein as its like a 5 lane road, we had to pull over on the closest side... the left side... right up against this wall. barely 6 in. away from the lane of traffic. horse shit! we were skrewed. my mom could barely get out of her car... good thing shes skinny, no way me or jessi could get our fat asses outta the car. but then a lovely man saw us with the flat and pulled over to help. he was very kind and pulls out a jack and jank to replace our tire. me and jessi are just chillin in the car, its shaking back and forth with the cars zooming by so close... watchinng to see if this guy gets hit, hes freaking in the lane trying to get to tht tire. rem. theres a wall to our left, and my mom doesnt own a small car, so were pratically sticking out into the road, but whatever... anyways, were watchin out and the guys freaking thing doesnt fit my mommas lugnuts! what crap! so hes like ma'am, youre gonna hafta call AAA... so we did, and they said theyd be around in 1/2 an hour. so the guy left and my mom said he gets the good samaritan award! yay for him (he at least tried to help)
but then we see some jerk-off zoom past us, pull over, and back up... he was pretty gross, him and his pick-up truck and yellow teeth... he comes up and says you call for a tire replacement? mom says yes, you AAA? (suspecting him, of course) he says no, so mom says, ok we dont need you then, thanx... then he says some crap, just tryin to bum some money off of us. ass hole
so were still waitin when some green van pulls up and out comes this black guy dressed up in blue, tryin to do the same, but just wont leave. finally, as the guy from AAA pulls up, hes out. and were lookin at a creamish white truck with a cab. the guys walkin up to us and oh god! had i never seen anything so not lovely! gross... this guy, ok, this guy has a hat, but under is a mullet! a massive pin-curled blonde long ass mullet! and his teeth- what teeth?! oh wait... he has A tooth! and man, he is as skinny as a blade of grass!
anyways, considering the location of the tire and all the traffic, he decides to call a cop to block the lane so he can work on the tire. i dont know what happened with that, cuz he comes and tells us a tow truck will soon be on their way to take us somewhere else, cuz it was too dangereous to change the tire there. meanwhile he parks his truck to block the lane, only causing people to be pissed off, but were thinking, why doesnt he just do it now?
so we wait, and wait, and wait... and some big truck comes behind us to block the lane, and out comes a big black guy, and a big whie woman, instead of towing us, they felt it easier to do it there. the black guy comes over and freakin lifts up the car while the skinny guy does something with the wheel! and the white woman is back there yellin at the skinny guy about what he did wrong and jank... my mom comes over to us and says: so how many rednecks does it take to change a tire?! 3... one to block traffic, one to lift the car, and one to change the tire!!! HAHA! yeah... anyways...
they fix the tire and the chick tells us the tire is about 15 lbs low on air... so we were to have to go to a gas station and do that. then they tell us the spare doesnt fit the car too well. my mom was pissed b/c the spare came with the car when she bought it. so we go to this gas station/ car shop place and my mom hasta buy a new tire... 75 some bucks she had to spend... plus, the guy told her all her tires were low on air, which was crap too... so we get back on the road, and we were to suppoose to have met my dad about 2 hours earlier. my mom talked to him on the phone before he left the house, and he was pissed about it all. kept blaming my mom for it as if it was all done on purpose. what an ass. he was just grumpy cuz he hadnt had his beer yet. bleh! we also ran into a lot of traffic, so that delayed us too. so when we finally met up with our dad it was 4:30... a freakin 6 hours it took to drive 2 hours away (we were meeting him 1/2 way)... so he was all grouchy for the 2 hours in the car with him, so i attempted to go to sleep... the whole time im hearin him bitch about how pissed he was for having to wait for us... blah blah... and then i hear these loud noises, followed by a nice solid, FUCK! (earlier my dad told me he had a problem with his muffler) so he pulls over, checks it out, and goes out again. he did this several times, as the truck kept acting up... then we were driving and i hear these popping noises, and my dad uses his fudgecake word again and says his brakes are out. its a damn good thing we were out on them country roads at the time, otherwise wed have been hittin cars! we managed to make it back to the house though, no stop lights or anything around there where wed hafta stop. so by the time we got here, i was pooped, and all i wanted was to go home! not much to this place as a teenager... as a kid you could entertain yourself by playing on rocks and chasing bugs.
well, im outta time for tonight! ill c you guys lata!!
much love <3
*Jo