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So why does it seem like as soon as everything in my life is perfect, something bad has to happen. Actually, three bad things! First my car breaks down on my way to work. Luckily I have the best boyfriend ever and as soon as I called him and woke him up, he helped me push my car, drove me to work, and has lent me his car for the past three weeks until I get it fixed. I was turning onto Alafaya from Lake Underhill and the damn car just turned off. Yeah it sucked. But Byron has a sweet Mustang. I'm getting the car fixed hopefully this weekend. Props to Hatz for letting me use her AAA to have my car towed for only 5$. Then I get a phone call from a Collection Bureau looking for a payment for a credit card I never owned. Aparently someone got my social security number, name, and used a fake address to get a credit card and spend 1016.99$!!! What the fuck?? I had to make a police report for credit card fraud and Identity Theft, and I have to contact all the major credit bureaus to let them know. It sucks. Then Monday, I get a phone call from my mom telling me one of my friends from high school was in an ATV accident and died over the weekend. This girl was my best friend in elementary school, middle school, and the first half of high school. We had a falling out the last half of high school, but none the less, she's gone. It's kind of hard to take. I've known her for so long. I have to find out when the funeral is.
Ok, I have a staff meeting. Gotta go.
Ok, I have a staff meeting. Gotta go.