Jun 08, 2008 13:57
Vegas was a bust. My car broke down on Friday after I put half a tank of gas in it. It's still getting around, but never would have made it to Vegas. I'm getting a new starter and new brake pads put in tomorrow. I should have her back running decently by Wednesday. There's something wrong with the transmission, but I do not have the dinero to bother with it right now. I really need to hear from the people upstairs about that OB position I put in for. It's time I started making some more money.
Despite the canceled Vegas plans, Jessica and I were still able to have a fab weekend. Drinks, karaoke, Sex and the City episodes, walks, dressing up, and a delicious dinner. It wasn't Vegas, but it was still a good time. Today is for cleaning and laundry. Except I refuse to mop because I did that last time and it seems like the floors get dirty RIGHT AWAY. It's annoying.
Last week, I let a 19 year old talk me into going on a what was supposed to be a really fun date, only to be stood up in the end. My confidence is shaken and I feel somewhat lame and desperate. Not to mention I still have to work with the little brat. I'm more upset with myself for falling for it. Then again, if he wasn't so damn pretty and charming, I might have had a little more strength. Oh well, you live and learn right? Sure.