my spiderman sweatshirt owns you.

Oct 03, 2005 14:12

I'm sick.
I finally have my car for good.
I love my car.
I didn't go to my parents' house to pick up my car therefore I did not pick up their digital to take pictures of my aparment&car. :/
The people at the Kin Za teriyaki place next to my work wanted to buy my Acura. But the guy that needs a car is old and doesn't speak English. So what would that guy want with a pair of 10" subs and a great sound system? Nothin. I called today and asked if they still wanted to see it (because I told them I'd bring it today) but the lady didn't understand what I was talking about. She hardly spoke English either!
My mom is doing a little better, but she's still aching.
I love my spiderman sweatshirt like no other.


It owns you. (And I don't normally say that phrase, but it fits here.) Especially with Matt's poster behind me.

Getting up at 6 in the a.m. and going to work with stupid customers that don't talk loud enough for you to hear their drink order when you're sick is no fun.
Why isn't the apartment lady answering her phone?
Matt and my check to Comcast and the electric bill got lost in the mail.
I love David Gray and I'm going to see him at the Key Arena with Mike, Megan and Cameron (♥!).
McDonalds sucks. I say this because Scott came in with his lunch, not because I ate there recently. I haven't been there in forever and that's a good thing.
I love all the Megans I know, especially the ones that read my LJ. :)
Tomatoes make me gassy. I hate it because I can't eat salad with tomatoes, pizza, spaghetti, avocado and tomato sandwiches (and if you look at my interests in my profile, you will be sad because I listed that as one of my interests!)... I am sad!
I'm hungry.
Coffee is stained in my hair and skin, but I'm too tired to take a shower.
I'm on the phone with Mike. Poop on him cuz he can't come over.
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