suck suck suck suck suck suck suck. Yesterday Sucked. It sucked hardcore. It was the suckiest that has ever sucked. Yesterday will no be renamed Suckday in honor of the suckage that occured. He he he he he, Ok today didn't suck, so I'm being good humored.
So yesterday started off well enough, I decided to take the fused jewelery class down at cline. I called up the store, spots were left, and I paid for the class. Hung out most of the day, worked out, did my thang, and pretty much life was good.
Well turns out that happy little birth control pill I was taking had some adverse effects. Turns out, nothing I owns fits like it should. I have gained weight, or at least inches, and I'm none too happy about the matter. I kinda freaked out. wait, no, i fucking freaked hardcore.
I love the word hardcore. regardless not a good situation.
I mananged to find something to wear and headed out for class. Class was the bright spot in my day. I was dissapointed to find out that we would not be learning as much about firing schedules and all that, but that we would be learning more about lay up and what to do with the peices when you are done. Oh well, C'est La Vie, I will still have lots of things to play with.
Class was ended, time to go to the car, now let me mention, my grandma is out of town, when she goes out of town, I have full use of her car, I was planning on going to the gorge this weekend. So I was tooling around in it having a great time. Well apparently someone didn't like her bumper sticker, "Bush Is A Liar." They decided to take it out on the car by smashing the back window in. Buncha fucking savages in this town. They didn't take anything out of the car, they left my cd's, my cell phone, my knitting bag, all of it. I am not very happy. This is the second time I have had to report something happening to her car while I was in charge. Last time I slammed into the back of a car on the freeway, right after dropping her off at the damn airport. Yeah, that sucked. That was the day my mother got sick, and grandma attributes the crash to me feeling something was wrong with my mom. I attribute the damn crash to me looking behind me at the crazy guy who was swerving, and not seeing brake lights ahead.
Oh well, So now I have to call the insurance company, they have to talk to her, I don't have her hotel number. Then I can file a police report, yay. Life kinda does suck, but I got to make lots of pretty jewels... so lets keep looking at the bright side.
So, what's the worst thing you've done while someone else was on vacation, out of town, indisposed, etc. did you get caught?
So yesterday started off well enough, I decided to take the fused jewelery class down at cline. I called up the store, spots were left, and I paid for the class. Hung out most of the day, worked out, did my thang, and pretty much life was good.
Well turns out that happy little birth control pill I was taking had some adverse effects. Turns out, nothing I owns fits like it should. I have gained weight, or at least inches, and I'm none too happy about the matter. I kinda freaked out. wait, no, i fucking freaked hardcore.
I love the word hardcore. regardless not a good situation.
I mananged to find something to wear and headed out for class. Class was the bright spot in my day. I was dissapointed to find out that we would not be learning as much about firing schedules and all that, but that we would be learning more about lay up and what to do with the peices when you are done. Oh well, C'est La Vie, I will still have lots of things to play with.
Class was ended, time to go to the car, now let me mention, my grandma is out of town, when she goes out of town, I have full use of her car, I was planning on going to the gorge this weekend. So I was tooling around in it having a great time. Well apparently someone didn't like her bumper sticker, "Bush Is A Liar." They decided to take it out on the car by smashing the back window in. Buncha fucking savages in this town. They didn't take anything out of the car, they left my cd's, my cell phone, my knitting bag, all of it. I am not very happy. This is the second time I have had to report something happening to her car while I was in charge. Last time I slammed into the back of a car on the freeway, right after dropping her off at the damn airport. Yeah, that sucked. That was the day my mother got sick, and grandma attributes the crash to me feeling something was wrong with my mom. I attribute the damn crash to me looking behind me at the crazy guy who was swerving, and not seeing brake lights ahead.
Oh well, So now I have to call the insurance company, they have to talk to her, I don't have her hotel number. Then I can file a police report, yay. Life kinda does suck, but I got to make lots of pretty jewels... so lets keep looking at the bright side.
So, what's the worst thing you've done while someone else was on vacation, out of town, indisposed, etc. did you get caught?
Damn to smash a car window over a sticker is pretty harsh! Dicks.
Last year when my parents were on holiday - i had some friends over, two of which were a couple. They slept in the spare room, and naturally, they fucked. The next morning the guy swore that he'd left the room spotless - like he found it. It seemed not. Later when my parents returned my dad and my sis were cleaning said room and when they moved the matress there lay a condom wrapper, my sis quickly put her foot over it and saved my ass. She didn't talk to me for a few weeks because my lack of responsibility put her in that position. Fair enough.
[Edited on Jan 28, 2005 11:31PM]
I burnt up my dads truck when they left for vacation once. It was the first day they left and I was just 16. I pulled out of my street and the ignition started dripping fire near my foot. It was like liquid. I pulled over and the car started catching on fire. I ran to a persons house who happened to have a fire extinguisher and they put out the fire...well I didn't have any other vehicle to drive but my car which was a stick...which I hadn't learned to drive yet...so my friends and I taught me how to drive a stick and I can't live without one to this day. So that is my story..it all worked out in the end but was hell in the middle.