gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee gotta...
mmm...pork steak.
i decided to be nice and take my little sisters to blockbuster yesterday after the storm. they rented
monty python meaning of life
tim burton's alice in wonderland
and that movie about the seal (giulis pick)
on the way back i had nati help me turn the steering wheel because theres no power steeringin my car at all
and the stop sign ive stopped at a million times before it just so happened that i ran by this time...right by a cop and right infront of the police station.
he yelled at me through the window and i ignored him hoping he would go away. not exactly the best plan. but eventually he turned around and got me at the next stop sign.
i have no liscense so it was scary. nati was freaking out. we already had our story "mom and dad are sick and we needed to go to HEB to get medicine for them" (natis idea)
he asked me bizarre questions like
'you live here?'
yes sir
'thats what i thought, i saw you last night DIDNT i'
um...i....maybe?
and
'do you have a cell phone?'
'um...yes officer..i have a cell phone' (wtf??)
no ticket but getting scolded by a white shaved head red faced police officer is enough to make any mexican squirm.
lina and mitza skillfully avoided alex's bathroom.
and we all sat around alex's place eatind dilapidated cake drinking jones soda and discussing pork steak and primus
and i think his name is Eloy. not alloy.
the day i get to sleep in. i cant fucking sleep. all i can think of is my students and if they have a craft activity planned for them yet.
im going on DOCTOR #3
no one has a fucking clue what i have. they wont let me go to work without a diagnosis and its KILLING ME.
its 9 AM and i have nothing to do but..wander around the house scratching myself with toaster at my heels.