Yesterday was probably one of the worst days I have had in a long time.
I managed to lock my keys in my car in the ghetto.
And apparently my body felt it neccessary to breakdown at that moment, because I balled my eyes out.
Crying in public, not my thing.
A collage of cartilaginous contusions
and what everyone usually just assumes is
painted, peeling black lacquered
barrels connecting bullets to the haggard
I'm still kickin. I love the class and I'm really coming into my own with the language at this point, atleast when I put my mind to it...
I don't remember Spanish being this difficult to get into the mindset of grammatically. The best part now is that if I try to use any Spanish at all, I can't make that switch, so most of the little in between sentence sounds like , in english (umm, well, anyway, etc...) all end up coming out in Japanese. Plus it takes awhile to get into the grove of speaking in order to pronounce every word in your sentence correctly. But I managed, yesterday, to explain the rules of waterfall completely in Japanese so I look at that as some evidence of progress.
Yui's in Amsterdam (jealous) so things have been pretty boring.
I've had a hell of a time getting the replacement AC adapter for my lappy so I can call you guys.
1. went to rosie's, drank a little beer and a bottle of beer.
2. andy [marini]convinced me to go to the crazy horse with him to play some pool, that was preceded by another killian's and a coors light, then we went and chilled and watched people line dance, then we had another beer and a shot of jack
3. andy starts line dancing
4. jordan show's up to pick me up from the bar because i'm not trusting andy to drive me home, espically after he had the shot of absinth
5. jordan takes me to her mom's house, where i almost win at 3 games of cribbage
6. go back to jordans, cuddle up with her and fall asleep.
We all went out for Sara's birthday last night.
I drank..
Possibly way more than I should have, considering today I have to attend my grandma's 80th birthday party.
I don't do this whole hungover thing very well.
It's definitely not my gig.
And after the birthday party, Mike is having people over for the superbowl.
Somewhere in there I plan on falling into a deep sleep like coma and not waking up until tomorrow when I have to go to work.
And all I want right now is a back massage and something water that doesn't taste like crap.
If you want to take care of me, I would not object at this moment. haha
So it has been kind of a rough week for some, pretty normal for others, and for the rest of us certain events really had no effect.
Mike's cousin killed himself on monday.
No one is really quite sure why, but there have been accusations made.
He left a couple of notes, but things are still pretty up in the air.
Today was the funeral. Not really much crying, but then again most of the family had earlier in the week to cope with the death and slowly piece themselves together for the funeral.
the good news is that I don't have to fix the heater in the truck anymore.
the bad news is i rear ended a jeep liberty in the truck and now the truck is no more.
I was 5-6 car length's behind the liberty, there was a black Taurus in front of her that stopped abrubtly with no signal to turn into "the garage" on northland drive, i glanced over right before the liberty slammed on her brakes, jordan screamed i looked up and slammed on the brakes and before i knew it we we're slammed into the liberty. and that's how the dakota ended its life.
I excaped without a scratch, jordan has scratches and bruises on her knees, I'm just glad we're both okay, i don't know what i'd have done if she had been seriously hurt.