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Aug. 1st, 2004 09:24 amAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
Week one of going without Rocky Horror. This is going to drive me nuts.
Last night, instead of what I'd normally be doing, Hunter and I stayed up late and watched...."Beavis and Butt-Head" on MTV2.
Dad managed to fix my car the best he could with what time he had. He got called to drive down to Dallas, Texas today, so that'll take a few days. So if I go anywhere in the Explorer, I'll have to take it easy. Turned out there was a nut loose in the front end with what's holding my tires together. Dad said there was not much I could have done to prevent it; it just came loose on its own, so it's not my fault.
See, here's the thing about Dad. He's not a bad person, he's just got a bad temper. I love him, but he can be such a shitass when he wants to be.
I'm still pissed off about Cosette (not calling her "Grandma" anymore) flaking out on helping me out. She's carrying a torch and playing favorites with someone who's dead.
Anyhoo, still getting decent hours at Blockbuster. Had to relate my con-experience a few times over to my curious co-workers. Too bad I lost my camera. Last night I found out about the "glitches" in the computer databases from Ken (one of the fill-in helpers from the Hobart store). There are user accounts for Buffy Summers, the Borg, Sir Smoke-A-Lot, the Devil, and Michael Jackson.
Not much on my end. I'm expecting some phone calls, people!
Week one of going without Rocky Horror. This is going to drive me nuts.
Last night, instead of what I'd normally be doing, Hunter and I stayed up late and watched...."Beavis and Butt-Head" on MTV2.
Dad managed to fix my car the best he could with what time he had. He got called to drive down to Dallas, Texas today, so that'll take a few days. So if I go anywhere in the Explorer, I'll have to take it easy. Turned out there was a nut loose in the front end with what's holding my tires together. Dad said there was not much I could have done to prevent it; it just came loose on its own, so it's not my fault.
See, here's the thing about Dad. He's not a bad person, he's just got a bad temper. I love him, but he can be such a shitass when he wants to be.
I'm still pissed off about Cosette (not calling her "Grandma" anymore) flaking out on helping me out. She's carrying a torch and playing favorites with someone who's dead.
Anyhoo, still getting decent hours at Blockbuster. Had to relate my con-experience a few times over to my curious co-workers. Too bad I lost my camera. Last night I found out about the "glitches" in the computer databases from Ken (one of the fill-in helpers from the Hobart store). There are user accounts for Buffy Summers, the Borg, Sir Smoke-A-Lot, the Devil, and Michael Jackson.
Not much on my end. I'm expecting some phone calls, people!
