June 10, 2002 :: 4:44 p.m.
well fuck me with some windshield wipers
Argh. I went to NTB (National Tire & Battery) to get my tires aligned, and it turns out that I need new tired. Four of them. Total bill for alignment, new tires, and whatever other hidden charges they like to stick poor, unsuspecting persons such as myself with: $301.81. JESUS. And as an added bonus, I got to sit in the waiting room for
two and a half hours while they did their mechanic deal. I read many an issue of Woman's Day and watched Days of Our Lives, Passions, and The Rosie O'Donnell Show. *sigh* Such an entertaining afternoon. On my way home I stopped at the grocery store and Candace hooked me up with a free can of Pringles, which almost makes things all right. Oh wait. No it doesn't. This afternoon sucked.
Adam and I were supposed to go to Sal's today, but he decided to go without me this morning. Woo. I'm slightly offended that he forgot about me, but whatever. I'm not in the mood to argue so I didn't bring it up. Though really, by writing about it here, I am inadvertently bringing it up. Damn.
I'm hungry. I don't know what to make for dinner... maybe some pizza or a veggie burger. Mmm. Food. I love food. I'm going to get some now. Bye.
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