Last night Katti's car battery died. I went to pick up Nick from work and instead of reading and expanding my horizons with John Hodgman's book, I listed to Eddie Izzard for over an hour.

Apparently, it drained the battery. I had to get a jump from Nick's boss.

I returned to Nick's house, ate some foods and the car wouldn't start again.

Ben was asleep and no one else was home. I didn't know anyone downtown that could have given me a ride home. I called home and told them that I'd be home in the morning because the car wouldn't start.

Everything was okay.

Then this morning, I got a call from my brother and sister. They overslept even though they've been getting up at the same time for school for longer than they care to remember. Hannah's pissed because I'm not home. She calls my mom.

Oh, by the way, my parents are in Las Vegas.

I called Mom and got called irresponsible and told that my priorities are all wrong, that I broke her car and I have a loser boyfriend.

I ended up driving all the way home to take everyone to school and then all the way back to be late for work.

So, Kelly. Sorry but I don't want to chance leaving the house today and getting yelled at again. Have a beauteous stormy wet birthday. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow if I'm not dead when my parents arrive home.

I love you all.

P.S. John Hodgman is the PC in the PC v Mac commercials y'all might be seeing. I was right. You all doubted me because he gained weight but I WAS RIGHT!

Choke on it