Okay, I admit it, she needs a car.
Jul. 21st, 2003 10:55 pmYou turds have no faith in me. I'll have you know that (even when I was employed) I read EVERY SINGLE ENTRY of about 87% of you, and those for whom I don't read every entry, I read MOST of the entries (75% or more). Gah! Whatever do you think I have you on my Friends List for??!? Besides, ask Jennifer - it used to take me two hours after I got home from work to get through all the back entries and comments. :)
So POO ON ALL OF YOU! =P
Tonight was certainly an adventure. Jennifer and I drove up to the Ricart Auto Mall (we're dealin'!) and it is officially the scariest place in Columbus after Easton. I mean, they hand you a freaking ROAD MAP when you get into the SECURITY GATE, and you have to drive around to the cars. There must be eight kazillion cars there. And then, and then, AND THEN... her car wouldn't start and we were stranded there until the Peases could come pick us up. (THANK YOU!!) And as we were walking to the security gate, of course it started raining, so we had to wait in one of the cars - a Ford Expedition. At one point, I remarked that the freaking console was as big as my Sentra, and I opened it up, and it had a VCR in it.
That is just total craziness.
So... who wants to pick me up and take me to Groveport in the morning to see if Jen's car will start and take it home? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Call the land line in the morning if you can. Thanks!
(Oh my god - my dad emailed me a picture of three very large, very NAKED women. With this note: Hi Jude: I never see you any more, I don't hear from you either & you never call. I guess you don't love me no more:( . Hope all is well with you & Jen. Oh well I'll catch you later. Love dad)
So POO ON ALL OF YOU! =P
Tonight was certainly an adventure. Jennifer and I drove up to the Ricart Auto Mall (we're dealin'!) and it is officially the scariest place in Columbus after Easton. I mean, they hand you a freaking ROAD MAP when you get into the SECURITY GATE, and you have to drive around to the cars. There must be eight kazillion cars there. And then, and then, AND THEN... her car wouldn't start and we were stranded there until the Peases could come pick us up. (THANK YOU!!) And as we were walking to the security gate, of course it started raining, so we had to wait in one of the cars - a Ford Expedition. At one point, I remarked that the freaking console was as big as my Sentra, and I opened it up, and it had a VCR in it.
That is just total craziness.
So... who wants to pick me up and take me to Groveport in the morning to see if Jen's car will start and take it home? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Call the land line in the morning if you can. Thanks!
(Oh my god - my dad emailed me a picture of three very large, very NAKED women. With this note: Hi Jude: I never see you any more, I don't hear from you either & you never call. I guess you don't love me no more:( . Hope all is well with you & Jen. Oh well I'll catch you later. Love dad)