Thursday, September 22, 2005 Whoops!
Exciting day around here. Exciting couple days. On Wednesday when the City Paper came out, all kinds of people got swell-headed, because they were in some capacity the Best of Baltimore. If I squint, I can pretend that I'm covered under that, but as my housemate who designed the website that was judged to be the best band site keeps telling me, "Oh, was there a Best Receptionist category? " Well, no, so...
At least my car didn't get stolen, though, huh? Yeah, ouch. It happened today, to my housemates. Who the hell steals a caravan from the spot in front of my house at 3:30 in the afternoon? Oh, the same dummies who were then caught driving the same van around a couple hours later.
When no one knew that the van would be found hours later, things were very sad over here. Then I went roller skating, because one must live with discipline, and because I'd found a ride with someone who had neither been robbed nor was attending the big Will It Float Party like my work and derby buddy who routinely performs the best haircuts. The one guy I keep knocking down at the open skates because he is too intent on showboating to worry about not cutting me off looked daggers at me, but that didn't hurt my feelings in the way he had intended. Nor does it hurt my feelings when he skates over to other roller girls and whispers to them while pointing at me. That man is a tattle-tale, and I don't appreciate it.
I do appreciate the return of the car. Jesus. The little elves who took it away broke the ignition, but it seems that it is otherwise OK. It is spending the night at the impound lot. It's just like summer camp, isn't it?
In bruise news, I'm happy to report that my left hip no longer needs to feel left out. I was trying some new moves tonight, and I got it pretty good, but I'm doubly happy to report that Tracy and I are working on a move that is entirely badass. posted by Frenz | 9/22/2005 10:50:00 PM
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