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Yay! I've graduated! Finally done with Country Day forever. The Senior All Night Party and all the grad parties almost make up for the hellishly boring ceremony (I swear... my ass was still sore the next day, those seats were so uncomfortable). It does feel weird to be done though... good weird. I'm working for Mr. Rosin now, which is so damn boring. I file then I file and then, guess what?, I file some more! It's just scintillating.
And Freya has my baby. My beautiful mazda. And what do I have but an Explorer Sport Track which is a nice way of saying pick-up truck!!! It's so bad, I can't even park the thing properly. I miss my baby so much! Miss Freya too, of course, but I have my priorities. Just kidding, Freya knows that I love her.
Other news -- I didn't get to go to Leigh's grad party because of a general Formula One fuck up. Apparently something went wrong with all the Michelin tires so none of those drivers would race unless they put a thingy to slow all the cars down on one of the Indy turns. But because they're idiots, they decided that rather than put in the thingy and penalize people as appropriate, no, they'd just have a race with the SIX cars that run on Bridgestone tires. It was ridiculous. And I was annoyed because I wanted to go out too, and I was planning on sneaking out during the race. Oh well, I avoided a hick appearance in Grosse Pointe which is something I suppose. But now I'll have to organize something with Leigh and Joe and Will and hopefully Katie at some point because I don't want to leave without seeing those guys! I know... road trip to EGR! We'll all stay with Becca... hmm... this could be very interesting.
I'm so tired though, and for no reason (except that I actually got up this morning... big mistake, getting up sucks!)
Well... going in for my second afternoon nap! (God didn't want me to have the first one, I've determined since there were doorbells, ringing phones, loud TVs, vaccuums and loud telephone conversations all around me wherever I went). Hopefully a little better luck this time!
night... er, afternoon!
And Freya has my baby. My beautiful mazda. And what do I have but an Explorer Sport Track which is a nice way of saying pick-up truck!!! It's so bad, I can't even park the thing properly. I miss my baby so much! Miss Freya too, of course, but I have my priorities. Just kidding, Freya knows that I love her.
Other news -- I didn't get to go to Leigh's grad party because of a general Formula One fuck up. Apparently something went wrong with all the Michelin tires so none of those drivers would race unless they put a thingy to slow all the cars down on one of the Indy turns. But because they're idiots, they decided that rather than put in the thingy and penalize people as appropriate, no, they'd just have a race with the SIX cars that run on Bridgestone tires. It was ridiculous. And I was annoyed because I wanted to go out too, and I was planning on sneaking out during the race. Oh well, I avoided a hick appearance in Grosse Pointe which is something I suppose. But now I'll have to organize something with Leigh and Joe and Will and hopefully Katie at some point because I don't want to leave without seeing those guys! I know... road trip to EGR! We'll all stay with Becca... hmm... this could be very interesting.
I'm so tired though, and for no reason (except that I actually got up this morning... big mistake, getting up sucks!)
Well... going in for my second afternoon nap! (God didn't want me to have the first one, I've determined since there were doorbells, ringing phones, loud TVs, vaccuums and loud telephone conversations all around me wherever I went). Hopefully a little better luck this time!
night... er, afternoon!