no place to raise your kids
Dad's truck died again today. It died a few weeks ago because the radiator was broken; he fixed that himself, but now something else is wrong with it. He had it towed and we'll find out in the next few days what went on it this time. He thinks it's the fuel injector...or maybe I misunderstood him, because I didn't think standards had fuel injectors, I thought they used carbeurators. My knowledge of motor vehicles is more limited than my vocabulary, though, and my vocabulary isn't very impressive.
Since Dad had to be at work at 4 and my mom didn't get out until 5, I was stuck for work because I had to be there AT 5. I ended up taking Dad to work so I could have the car to go to Kohl's for their huge sale today. I got Dad a green polo, I picked up a pair of pj pants for Pop since most of his are falling apart, and I found a cheap pair of khaki capris for work since it's hot as balls at Subway. I definitely lucked out with those, because all the sizes for the tan khaki-colored ones were 11, 15, 17...I think the smallest I found was a 9, until I came across a lone size 1 pair. I tried them on just in case, and they fit just fine on my ass and around my getting-slightly-large-lately stomach.
We were soooo slow at work tonight. I only worked 5-close with Katie, but it was a long four hours.
Karaoke was nice, except for the usual complaints of too many people I don't know, too many people bringing people and not telling anyone, and never having enough space for everyone so we have to bop around a bunch of tables since we can't all fit together. =/ I had a good time nonetheless though, once I was able to move away from the creepy people Vanessa and Amanda invited to sit with us. These creepy people are teh suck. They're two guys who are kinda shady-looking, who come every week and ruin good songs. They're also like the last people to leave, and according to the waitresses, they NEVER tip. That's totally uncalled for. You don't want to get me started on how important tipping is, and I've never even been a waitress.
Katie and I sang "Rocket Man". I wanted to do "Crocodile Rock" but I don't think it would have turned out as decently. We totally looked a lot better than we were, because we came right after three girls who totally butchered "I Will Come To You"...yes, as in the Hanson song. We decided that 14-year-old Taylor looked and sounded more feminine than this one butch chick in their little group, though.
Oh, I also took the one and only Ashley What-The-Hell out to lunch today to celebrate her getting into Bloom's nursing program. I'm sad that she's leaving but I'm glad she'll get a decent nursing education--their program is much better than Misericordia's. We went to Red Robin because she'd never been there, and it was nice. I'd only been there once before, with James, and that was like 2 years ago or whenever it had first opened.
Ashley brought me a present from her trip to Bloomsburg--a gay? fine by me. T-shirt. Score!! She wore her red one and I wore my blue one today. It's big on me because the smallest they had was a medium, but I don't care because I really, really wanted one of those shirts. That was the best surprise ever! Now my goal is to get a shirt from Lycoming college. Theirs say like Homophobia? That's gay. or something like that. ;)
Hey Calista, you don't live in a brothel. I was looking at snopes the other night and found that, and it disappointed me. =( It's almost as sad as finding out that toilets don't flush the opposite way south of the equator.
EDIT: OOOH, this is the first time I'm seeing the mood picture for "okay", and it's a HOT one. =)
Since Dad had to be at work at 4 and my mom didn't get out until 5, I was stuck for work because I had to be there AT 5. I ended up taking Dad to work so I could have the car to go to Kohl's for their huge sale today. I got Dad a green polo, I picked up a pair of pj pants for Pop since most of his are falling apart, and I found a cheap pair of khaki capris for work since it's hot as balls at Subway. I definitely lucked out with those, because all the sizes for the tan khaki-colored ones were 11, 15, 17...I think the smallest I found was a 9, until I came across a lone size 1 pair. I tried them on just in case, and they fit just fine on my ass and around my getting-slightly-large-lately stomach.
We were soooo slow at work tonight. I only worked 5-close with Katie, but it was a long four hours.
Karaoke was nice, except for the usual complaints of too many people I don't know, too many people bringing people and not telling anyone, and never having enough space for everyone so we have to bop around a bunch of tables since we can't all fit together. =/ I had a good time nonetheless though, once I was able to move away from the creepy people Vanessa and Amanda invited to sit with us. These creepy people are teh suck. They're two guys who are kinda shady-looking, who come every week and ruin good songs. They're also like the last people to leave, and according to the waitresses, they NEVER tip. That's totally uncalled for. You don't want to get me started on how important tipping is, and I've never even been a waitress.
Katie and I sang "Rocket Man". I wanted to do "Crocodile Rock" but I don't think it would have turned out as decently. We totally looked a lot better than we were, because we came right after three girls who totally butchered "I Will Come To You"...yes, as in the Hanson song. We decided that 14-year-old Taylor looked and sounded more feminine than this one butch chick in their little group, though.
Oh, I also took the one and only Ashley What-The-Hell out to lunch today to celebrate her getting into Bloom's nursing program. I'm sad that she's leaving but I'm glad she'll get a decent nursing education--their program is much better than Misericordia's. We went to Red Robin because she'd never been there, and it was nice. I'd only been there once before, with James, and that was like 2 years ago or whenever it had first opened.
Ashley brought me a present from her trip to Bloomsburg--a gay? fine by me. T-shirt. Score!! She wore her red one and I wore my blue one today. It's big on me because the smallest they had was a medium, but I don't care because I really, really wanted one of those shirts. That was the best surprise ever! Now my goal is to get a shirt from Lycoming college. Theirs say like Homophobia? That's gay. or something like that. ;)
Hey Calista, you don't live in a brothel. I was looking at snopes the other night and found that, and it disappointed me. =( It's almost as sad as finding out that toilets don't flush the opposite way south of the equator.
EDIT: OOOH, this is the first time I'm seeing the mood picture for "okay", and it's a HOT one. =)