Yesterday SUCKED.

1) I locked my keys in my car...in the valet line. Apparently it took them half an hour to get them out, and cars were lined up down the street. They also put a nice chip and ding in my door trying to get it-i had no room for complaint because they usually just tow you if that happens during the morning rush.

2) My stepdad is such a fucking jerk. He'll only pay for us to come down to Mexico if a-we come right at christmas, and b-if we pay for our room at the resort. I asked if the week after new years was close enough, and apparently it's not. When I tell him that I canNOT take any more time off work this year, he says I'm "not trying hard enough". b-$400 a night! Perhaps he hasn't heard anything I said about remodeling the kitchen in January. jerk. So now it'll be months and months until I can see my family. sniffle.

3) I had my yearly exam yesterday after work. There is nothing fun about getting poked in the crotch with a stick.

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But good things happened yesterday! Boy and I had a date! I got a food processor, for to make my pie-dough-making easier! I watched Buffy and talked to Quincy and Steve and edited photos and eavesdropped on Boy's conversation with the Astronaut all at the same time! Perhaps that is why I understood NOTHING of what was going on last night with Buffy. The Master is back, yeah? And he's posessing people? or something? What's with the principal burying Jonathan's body? and why does he look so familiar? So confusing. This is SO going to be the last season. It's so...blah. O, how I long for the days of a plump and delicious Buffy, a nerdy Willow, a Xander who tripped and fell a lot...

Ah, well.

And then I watched the scariest X-Files ever, so scary that I even jumped and screamed! Boy gave derisive snorts but was good-natured about letting me clutch his arm like the little girly-man-girl that I am. And then I went to sleep.

the end!