tiredAs I was leaving, he came out to the parking lot in the security vehicle to see me for a few minutes before I left. He started laughing, & I asked him what was so funny. He said it turned out that he had sent the message saying he was going on lunch to Christina...the thorn in my side. So he didn't send it to me...he sent it to HER. Ugh. I didn't find that very funny. We have different area codes, how did he get confused? He said it was an accident. I say it was a Fruedian (sp?) slip.
I am so poor. I desperately need new front brakes, & an oil change. No money for any of that. I don't have money for my basic bills. I am so poor that I am po. I can't afford the "or." This sucks.
My stomach has been awful the last couple of months. I think I am going to have to do to the doctor about it. It's really getting inconvenient & painful & annoying. And I keep getting colds. I got a cold on Saturday, suffered the brunt of it on Sunday, & today, saw no sign of it. Weird.
My dad saw "Raising Helen" yesterday. He said my name rolled by in the credits longer than my face was on screen! And before the movie, they showed the "Princess Diaries 2" trailer, & he saw me more in THAT trailer than in "Raising Helen." That's Hollywood!
