12 days until my 23rd birthday.
37 days until my due date.
hehehe
Saved Brad's ass last night. He and Jen were stuck at work with out enough gas to get back home. So I drove into town and bought them some gas (well mom did) so they could make it home. And as it turns out Mom's car is kinda fucked right now so Brad's going to be coming over to look at it today. The alternator/powersteering belt brought apparently. At least that is what all sources indicate. Hopefully it isn't something more annoying and expensive.
And since Mom's car is fucked, she had to use my car to go pick up assmunch from work. I don't mind Mom borrowing my car at all- I just don't want him in it. Blech. There will be hell to pay if he smokes in my car.
Anyways.. I'm sniffily still and feeling kinda miserable. And I'm hungry. And bored.
Gr.
And my nipples hurt.
