What a weekend! Went to dance class on Friday, which was a lot of fun, and then went to see “Shark Tale”, which was cute but so busy parodying/homaging other movies that it sometimes forgot about its own plot. There were a couple of very cute little kids in front of us, and for the several minutes that their mother was getting them prepared to watch the movie, I kept sitting there thinking, “Kids! Little tiny kids! What kind of movie is this that people would bring little tiny kids…
more on the bleeding audi
So I called the bloody Audi place again, and the woman told me very happily that they’d JUST gotten the speedometer in this very afternoon, all the way from Ireland, and they couldn’t put it in today but Monday they could, and it looked like it was going to fit and she sounded very pleased about all of that. She sounded a whole lot less pleased when I said that was wonderful, and what kind of compensation was I going to recieve for them having had my car for more…
no nothing!
No walking. No gymming. No nothing! Except some idiot smacked the spoon in her cereal bowl and splashed milk and cereal all over her shirt. Big dumb dummy. Actually, it’s beautiful out today and I intend to go for SEVERAL walks. But I haven’t yet. And I’ve got dance class tonight, which hasn’t got anything to do with walking. Um. I did all of the things I said I was going to last night. Yay me. :)
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! THIS is Jo Walker, the main character for the Walker Papers, only Jo has Sharon-Stone short-cropped hair. Other than that, Jo looks just like her. They’re even the exact same *height*. Her real name is Carmen, and I went to high school with her. I’ve been searching for pictures for MONTHS, and this site that used to not have her picture now does! *plunges into the net again, seeing if I can find more pictures*!
plan for the night
Plan for the night: –Work on novella (titled BANSHEE CRIES unless Matrice says otherwise) proposal –Yell at the TV because Bush is such an idiot –Give some money to the DNC –Obtain dinner. Possibly by dialling Pizza Hut Cover me. I’m goin’ in.