I'm not sure what Mom did, but she called Midas this morning and they said they would hook my car up to their scanner for free (I am avoiding a fee of $69.99). So, after she woke me up to tell me the fantastic news, I got dressed, hobbled downstairs, I was hardly awake, grabbed my keys and jetted off, with Mom's credit card to fill up my tank. At ( Read more... )

This is what I love about working with older, grandmother aged women: they are fearless. Sherry, the sixty-something year old woman that I work with has told me time and time again that she adores me (and how could she not? ;]). Since we spend multiple hours at a time just hanging around the jewelry store, we usually get to talking about all ( Read more... )

After watching The Factory Girl, a wonderful movie to say the least, I was driving down Calhoun Street and realized how much I love being in Clifton. I couldn't say if it's the combination of independent cafes and restaurants, the eclectic mix of people, the constant construction, the typically horrendus traffic, or whether I was experiencing some ( Read more... )

My feet are killing me and my stomach has been filled to the brim with grease and cheese ( Read more... )

Truth be told, in my last post I neglected to say everything that I felt like saying because I failed to recognize the correct way to go about it. Due to a light-bulb moment whilst brushing my teeth I now know that the only way to go about this business is the honest way ( Read more... )

Worked the lease line tonight. The boys were drunk, plastered, tanked, fucked up, what-have-you; every single one of those nit wits filled out a "preferred customer" application. (The alcohol on their breath was so potent that I had to take a half of a step backwards to keep myself from gagging.) I guess it's easy to manipulate when you bat your ( Read more... )

Today I had some down time so I made this:


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The worst surprise ever is sitting down on a wet toilet seat.

Tonight was the first time that I felt like Dayton was home. I spent my evening at the twenty-four hour hipster hangout (Starbucks) with Melinda, Laura, Ted, and his friend Allen. While we were there I was also reunited with my friends of last summer- Courtney, Pat, Angela, Holly. For goodness sake, I even made a few new friends: Matt, Raquel, ( Read more... )

Another flat tire. The spare makes my car look a little bit more hood. I guess this just an example of my crossing over to the "G" status that I have coveted for so long. It's either that or it's God's way of telling me that it's about damn time I took my car in to have my oil changed ( Read more... )