Today was an interesting blah-zay (sp?) day. I definitely waited til the last minute to function, seeing as I got home from Margaret's at about 2:15 (it's like the good old days...). So i pretty much took a shower and went straight to my final, with of course random activities in the middle that are not of interest, such as getting dressed.
I go, late of course, or shall I say, later than I should have to allow time for parking, but i find someone brushing off their car. She's almost finished, good since i have about 2 minutes to spare! I flick on my signal, wait patiently. I didn't want to be late, but I didn't put in much effort to being on time either...oops. She finishes, gets in her car, sits there for a minute before turning it on. Then sits some more, then looks at me (not waving me off or anything), then proceeds to light up a cigarette...i'm like LADY it's freaking finals, you think i'm not on my way to one right now and you're all putzy?? I'm sorry, that's just not cool.
So i was late by like 2 minutes or something, i don't even know. And I actually got 100% on that final :) Who knew, me. Haha, just kidding. But i was happy with that. I had to search out my car in the parking lot because, AS USUAL, i lost it...but luckily it wasn't too difficult. I started him up (my car is a boy, Boomer) and went to brush off. I think i came close to loosing at least 7 of my fingers at least two times today. I couldn't feel them to drive when i got back in the car!
Then I went to work for like a whole hour and a half. 5:30, it's quittin' time. I leave and it took me, no joke an hour to get home from 90th and france! That's what, like 5 miles (the route i take). I never take the freeway home cause it's rush hour, go figure today it might've been a wise idea to just suck it up. I may have gotten home quicker, ha! I was sitting on 98th street for a good 45 minutes...well, it wasn't good. But the random end of the day cherry, my dog ate a whole gallon sized bag of about give or take 2 dozen oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. I love my dog, and the stupid things she does. Everyone else was mad, but i just find it funny. That is my quirky day.
Oh, i know, I finished it out by playing musical cars in our driveway so i don't get towed when the plows go by. My car is hanging half way out the driveway. It's still frigid out there.
