Yay for being woken up early by dad yelling about trying to call me about which part of a socket wrench set is broken, even though said set is in GA and it's broken so I can't use anything, right?
If you didn't understand a word of that, it makes one more of us.
So he comes home at like 10 in the morning and starts bitching about how he had to go out and get mom's car fixed (which actually takes a while, since the place is in Tyson's), and how he called to ask which part of the wrench set was broken, except I didn't pick up because I was ASLEEP. Wow, go figure. He called at around 8:30. If he honestly thinks I'll be awake then after staying up until 3 or so, he's got to be insane.
Anyway, I'm coming to school on Friday, so watch out for me ALL DAY. I will most likely be Guitar Heroing for 8th period at DDR Club.
Man, I'm such a loser that I rant about socket wrenches.
But it's not like anyone cares anyway, right?