brainsoup entry
My car has been giving me a little bit of trouble since I bought it, so much so that I might trade it in. I probably won’t, but I thought it would be fun to drive another Jetta while mine was in the shop today.
Anyway, since I was thinking about buying it, so I looked through the glove compartment and found some old paperwork indicating that the previous owner was Carlos E. Miranda in Ft. Lauderdale. I called the number and left a message on the generic answering machine. Then I thought, “Why would someone trade in a perfectly good 2005 Jetta?”
So like any other good research project, I googled “ ‘Carlos E Miranda’ Ft. Lauderdale” and guess what came up? Give up? It was a court appeal for Mr. Carlos E. Miranda who apparently stabbed his girlfriend 19 times.
I thought I had solved the mystery of why such a new car was back on the market, but fortunately I was wrong. I did a reverse phone search and found that the phone number actually belonged to a guy in Ft. Lauderdale with the same name but a different middle initial (C rather than E). He called me back about a half hour later and talked my ear off about the car. Turns out, the car is in great condition, he just needed a truck.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, Carlos E. Miranda’s appeal was denied, and he later pleaded guilty.
Ultimate Frisbee is the greatest sport in the world. I’ve started playing with some classmates of mine, and despite my remarkable un-athleticism, I still manage to do alright. Jennifer, I don’t know why we (or I) didn’t play more in Nashville. It’s such a great stress reliever. Anyone going to be in Nashvegas this summer that wants to play?
I only have 3 ½ weeks of school left, but I have about 5 tests within that time. That scares me.
Last week, I skipped class and Jenny and I went to Pensacola. I got sunburned, but it was totally worth it.
This is such an unthoughtful entry. My brain is mush.
Jesus is alive, and Lent is over, but I still haven’t eaten meat. At first, giving up meat was really frustrating-more of a nuisance than anything else. Then I really started missing it and counting down the days until Easter. Then, all of a sudden, I didn’t miss it at all. I’m not sure that I’ll keep this vegetarian thing up for long, but I am trying to decide how I feel about the way animals are processed in this crazy consumer culture we cohabit. Sometimes alliteration is pointless, especially if the words you choose don’t make any sense.
Speaking of Lent, Jenny and I failed to follow through with our book reading and Pow-Wow time. I’m designating it as summer reading.
It’s funny when parker gives my arm a cat bath. I wonder if he thinks I’m dirty or he’s just confused.