You wear a rag around your head and you call yourself a gangsta bitch

Apr 27, 2006 10:24

So we're down to the last 100 hours before i have to be out of my apartment and at the last minute my plans have come all askew. I purposely never really asked for a lot of help because I can't stand the sound of my own voice whining or pleading (and I have a strong boyfriend and brother who would never make me ask). Unfortunately I wasn't able to ( Read more... )

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Help? pulmot May 1 2006, 23:41:24 UTC
Hey yeah what happened with that? i thought i was going to help you clean up today.... did you get everything done? i'd still like to see you even if we aren't apartmenting. give me a call if something happens and you still need my help... I LOVE U

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Re: Help? itwontbepretty May 2 2006, 17:01:27 UTC
i can't get over how much you look like the hero on the cover of a trashy romance novel in that picture.

After much frustration, B and I got everything moved into his place. My right front brake discs are grinding together so I am unable to drive out to lilburn on my own. Consequently, there is a pile of crap taking up almost all the space in our tiny little place! As I while away the days between now and my new brakes discerning the crap crap from the keepsake crap, I wonder who has a truck that I might use instead of my tiny car anyway? Anyway...

I haven't paid my phone bill, It's partially suspended so I can receive calls but not make them. I.E. call me.

Love you.

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Re: Help? pulmot May 2 2006, 18:33:55 UTC
thats somewhat amusing. more in a sad way... my brakes are grinding too! unfortunatly it cost me a million dollars to talk about my car i think its my rear right break. its a bummer i should learn to replace it myself. I might just do that. i think it would cost less. noah is a certified mechanic now.... but i think he might actually do more damage to my car just because of how much he likes me right now. still a mystery to me. i have clues though. i'll call you. love you sista

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goodness itwontbepretty May 3 2006, 15:52:52 UTC
Mike fixed my break! I now know how to fix your break, too. If not that I could actually fix it myself, I could certainly bribe Michael (grammatical rollercoasters rule) with whiskey or food or money. All in all I paid $20 to lathe the rotor and $18.99 for two sets of break pads (now I have a back-up). That's it. The caliper was actually scraping into the rotor so deep that they couldn't safely lathe all the scrapes off.

Like I said, call me. I won't have the money to turn my phone back on until Friday after all.

P.S. Wanna do moms a photogift for Mothers Day? If we do, we need to get on it soon so I can get 50% off at shutterfly!

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