April 07, 2002 :: 2:39 p.m.
this is not my mom
Mer. I took Adam to work this morning. Adam boyfriend, not Adam brother. Had a bit of an encounter with his mother. Fun fun fun. That woman intimidates me and it makes me not like her at all. Horrid thing to say about my boyfriend's mom, probably, but what can you do? It doesn't particularly matter how I feel in this case, anyway. I mean, she's not my mom.
I'm going to a two-dollar movie with Joe and Amber this afternoon, I think. Woo! Maybe we'll see Harry Potter again. Heh. That would make it six times, baby. Or maybe Lord of the Rings. Or maybe something completely different that I haven't seen before. I have no idea. This'll be my second trip to Harrisburg today; I have to get gas before I go, which is going to be amusing, because the only money that I have is in coin form. The people at the gas station probably hate me by now.
Mm, well, all right, I must go put some oil in my car and things. What it really needs is a tune-up and an oil changed, but I'm very hesitant to send my car off to Grantville for any extended period of time. Especially now, what with starting a job and such, but really, I'm so attached to my car that I don't want to send it off anytime. If I didn't have my car, I'd see even less of Adam than I do now, and that would seriously suck.
Okay. I'll write later. Joy.
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