I shit you not, while driving with Max, we saw a road sign that said:
"Caution: Handicapped Child"
I can't make that up! Thats funny shit! If I get a pic. of it, I'll put it up
promise
A Bass Player, Some Kripple Jokes, and Some Coffee
Yeah so, the bass player, Erik, totally stood me up. I kind of should have expected this, cause it's him, and the past we had, but yeah, kinda stung a bit. He's pretty much been blowing me off for like three weeks now, we would set a date to hang out, then I'd never see him or if I did it was for like five minutes. So yeah, I'm kind of sick of this and he is so not worth it, I decided that the night he stood me up.
Well, on Thursday, I was talking to Tiff online, and mentioned that I was stuck at the dorms again this weekend, and she was like, "Dude, we're having a barbecue at our place Friday night, we will like come and get you and you can stay with us for the weekend." So I was like, Score! First barbecue of the summer! Hell yeah. So I get there, and Tiff and Peter have two of there friends from work over as well, and I'm introduced. The first of which is Greg, who is paralyzed from the waist down, and in a wheelchair. Now, to introduce us, tiff go's, "This is Greg, he's a cripple." I was laughing so hard because she just said it so matter of factly, I loved that, and he was laughing too. Like the whole night was filled with cripple jokes and he was making just as many as everyone else. This guy is like so awesome, I love him like honestly, he's an awesome guy.
The other guy that I was introduced to was Max. Max, which is short for maxwell (Like the coffee), is this really cool guy who is heavy into ska and art and martial arts and all this other awesome stuff, he's like awesome. And at one point in the night, Tiff Richard and I showed Peter, Greg and Max how to play lunch money. Well, I had made a small joke that I can't even remember now, and it had a slight sexual context o it, and he blushed a little. Well, he left the room for a minute to go to the bathroom and Tiff told me that when he likes a girl and they make any kind of sexual comment or even just touch him in the arm, he blushes, and that's why he blushed when I said that. So Zack and the others were like, "you have to do everything you can to make this kid blush tonight, see how much he can take!" And since he was cute, funny, and that I'm single, I took the challenge. So he returned to the room, sat Indian style next to me, and Zack was like, "start now, come on" so I leaned in to his side, put my arms around his neck, and kissed him on the neck. I have never seen anyone blush such a deep shade of red! It was so cute in that goofy sort of way! Now this was as far as I went because he was really red after that and I can only push this poor boy this far, cause I'm just not that mean. Well, the others didn't see it that way, and tiff kept trying to get me to cup his balls to make him tweak out and asking him if we were gonna have sex, and with every comment he got redder and redder, and I kid you not, he got so red and flustered that he had to leave the room and step outside for a few minutes to get his breath and his thoughts collected. I couldn't believe this sweet sweet guy could be real.
So later this night, Greg goes home, and Zack and Richard and Peter and Tiff go to bed, and him and I stay up in the living room, talking about what seemed like everything that had ever happened to us, and he told me things he's never told anyone, and I actually told him some things that I really need to trust someone to tell them about. We then went to things like, music tastes and pets and our pasts and the stupid shit we and our families have done over the years. We were up until 5 am, and then decided that we were so going to bed. Now there was only one bed left, the one in the living room, and we decided to just sleep next to each other because after all that we had to divulge we may as well. And I sit there and go to lean back and he's suddenly there, next to me and an arm under me and an arm over my waist. I of coarse don't mind this because I've been single for a while and to have a guy have his arms around me again is amazing! So I didn't argue, plus after the hours of talking heart to heart I really began to like this guy. Well, we lay there for about a minute and suddenly he puts his hand on my face and pulls me in for a kiss, and we kiss a couple of times and I break it off because I'm like, "It really sucks that I'm going home soon." He hadn't known that and I didn't feel rite getting his hopes up when I'm going to be like 2 hours away from him soon. And you know, he looked dead at me and said, "Honestly, your the first girl I've met that I am more then willing to drive two hours to see." And the thing is, when he said that, he was looking me dead in the eyes, and it's incredibly rare that I can find a guy that will say something like that, looking me in the eyes, and for me to actually beleive it, it's so rare.
Well, I don't know whats going to happen, and I'm not putting any guarantees on anything, because after everything that's happened to me, I just can't get fully invested in a guy this early in, I just can't so I'm taking this really slow. Although, if he does end up coming down to see me sometimes then all of you back home will get to meet him, and honestly, I think you'll like him. he's very easy to like, goofy and funny, and a generally nice and sweet guy.
Well, I'm dead fuck tired so I will talk to you all later and I totally love you all, an dmiss you and will so be home soon!
The Phone Call, A bass Player, and the Deep Sexy Voice That is Temptation
"before the beginning of great brilliance, there must be chaos." -wisdom from my fortune cookie
Wow, my life is so effed up! It's like, I have these huge spurts of really bad shit going on, and then I get to have a time period with problems that I like having. Like, normal problems that I can totally deal with. Well, normal is kind of subjective because normal for me is almost never normal for another person.
My first problem was that two days ago, I had to call my dad and break the fact that I have a tattoo to him. Mom was originally going to tell him, then she told me Monday that I have to tell him myself. So I'm spazzing about this all day Tuesday, cause I just know that he's gonna spaz out on me, and I can't call until like 7pm cause he doesn't get home till then and he goes to bed at 8pm, so I had a very small window. Since I had a class during this small window, I had to step out of class to do this, and I used Kat's phone to call. Here the the ensuing conversation:
"Hi Dad!"
"hey hows it going?"
"Realy great!"
"Thats good."
"Yup, and um...theres something that I have to tell you. But first I wanna say, I love you"
"Your not pregnant are you?"
"No dad and thanks for believing in me. No um...Friday I kind of got a tattoo..."
"Oh great! You know thats permanent rite?"
"Yeah trust me I know, I did all the research before hand."
(Silence)
"Your not to mad are you dad?"
"Well it's kind of hard to be, I mean, I can't tell you to take it back and get your money back."
(silence)
"Ok your officially cool dad!"
So yeah, I thought that Dad was going to flip, and he didn't, and that was totally awesome for me! the best part was, he put mom on the phone after that little awesomeness, and my mom is mad now! She was so sure that dad was going to flip on me and now she's mad because he was cool about it. My parents are so fucked up, I love 'em!
Now comes the next part. I've been flirting with two guys as of late. I honestly didn't think that anything would come from either one, with it being that semesters going to end very shortly and that starting a relationship of any kind other then friendship would be rather pointless since I live so far away.
well, my life aperantly doesn't adhere to those simple implied rules of normal life. I've been flirting with My Denny's Guy because he is incredibly good looking, a wonderful guy to be around, and just someone that I genuenly like. Also, I figured it's no big deal to flirt with him because of the fact that I'm never gonna see him again after this semester because he's moving to Florida in 2 and 1/2 weeks. So nothing is going to happen, neither of us are in a position to start anything. Wrong, because he's actually taking the bait, is texting me to come hang out at my place after his classes are done, and if he sees me walking down the hall or sitting somewhere he comes over to chat with me and all, and when ever he leaves he gives me a great big hug, although is very careful of the tattoo. Did I mention he's cute. But yeah there is that.
Then there is Erik. Erik and I have been texting back and forth for a few weeks now, and talking on AIM. We would have talked more face to face but our schedules clash in a very not-cool way. However he is coming over tonight to see me. I'm making him dinner, chicken alfredo, and we are prolly gonna chill with a movie afterwards. He's spending the night to because he has classes tomorrow, so my couch is going to be occupied at least. But he has made it rather clear that he wants to go back out with me again. And you know, I think I'm gonna go out with him again. Don't get me wrong, I still love Andrew, and will probably always love him in a way, with him being my first love and all. However, I can't be this broken forever. I really do need to move on with my life,to keep living it. And I think that Erik can help me with that weather he knows it or not. He is very sweet, genuinly cares about me, is stable, has his life together, will be able to keep me out of trouble (I hope), and will definetly be there for me when I'm gonna need him. He's the safer and more stable choice of the two, so I think I'm gonna choose him. Also, he is cute, can make me laugh, and I do feel attracted to him. We have a history to which makes it easier to be around each other. I've got other options of coarse, I mean Brandon has told me that he wants to leave his girlfriend for me, which is exactly why I don't want to got out with him. If he's wiling to do that to her, he would do it to me, and I'm not gonna put myself through that. Then joe wants to go out with me, and I'm so not touching him with a ten foot pole. Kaleigh wants to go out with me, but I see him as a goofy little brother that ate paint chips as a kid. Oh and Richard wants to go out with me, and he's really sweet, has money, a lot of money, and a gamer, but I don't know, I don't really think that he's the one for me. So I do have choices, I just think that I want to chose Erik.
Theres not really much else going on rite now. I'm doing a lot of projects in art rite now, so thats keeping me busy and out of trouble. Oh and mom's gonna pierce my ears for me for my birthday, which is coming up soon. My Birthday is on the Thirteenth so don't forget to wish me a happy birthday! My tattoo is healing very well, in fact it's kind of ahead of schedule in it's healing process. I'm still very happy with it and can't wait to show it off in West Clarksville. nothing else is going on actually. So I guess that I will post again later. Love you all and bye bye!
Wow, my life is so effed up! It's like, I have these huge spurts of really bad shit going on, and then I get to have a time period with problems that I like having. Like, normal problems that I can totally deal with. Well, normal is kind of subjective because normal for me is almost never normal for another person.
My first problem was that two days ago, I had to call my dad and break the fact that I have a tattoo to him. Mom was originally going to tell him, then she told me Monday that I have to tell him myself. So I'm spazzing about this all day Tuesday, cause I just know that he's gonna spaz out on me, and I can't call until like 7pm cause he doesn't get home till then and he goes to bed at 8pm, so I had a very small window. Since I had a class during this small window, I had to step out of class to do this, and I used Kat's phone to call. Here the the ensuing conversation:
"Hi Dad!"
"hey hows it going?"
"Realy great!"
"Thats good."
"Yup, and um...theres something that I have to tell you. But first I wanna say, I love you"
"Your not pregnant are you?"
"No dad and thanks for believing in me. No um...Friday I kind of got a tattoo..."
"Oh great! You know thats permanent rite?"
"Yeah trust me I know, I did all the research before hand."
(Silence)
"Your not to mad are you dad?"
"Well it's kind of hard to be, I mean, I can't tell you to take it back and get your money back."
(silence)
"Ok your officially cool dad!"
So yeah, I thought that Dad was going to flip, and he didn't, and that was totally awesome for me! the best part was, he put mom on the phone after that little awesomeness, and my mom is mad now! She was so sure that dad was going to flip on me and now she's mad because he was cool about it. My parents are so fucked up, I love 'em!
Now comes the next part. I've been flirting with two guys as of late. I honestly didn't think that anything would come from either one, with it being that semesters going to end very shortly and that starting a relationship of any kind other then friendship would be rather pointless since I live so far away.
well, my life aperantly doesn't adhere to those simple implied rules of normal life. I've been flirting with My Denny's Guy because he is incredibly good looking, a wonderful guy to be around, and just someone that I genuenly like. Also, I figured it's no big deal to flirt with him because of the fact that I'm never gonna see him again after this semester because he's moving to Florida in 2 and 1/2 weeks. So nothing is going to happen, neither of us are in a position to start anything. Wrong, because he's actually taking the bait, is texting me to come hang out at my place after his classes are done, and if he sees me walking down the hall or sitting somewhere he comes over to chat with me and all, and when ever he leaves he gives me a great big hug, although is very careful of the tattoo. Did I mention he's cute. But yeah there is that.
Then there is Erik. Erik and I have been texting back and forth for a few weeks now, and talking on AIM. We would have talked more face to face but our schedules clash in a very not-cool way. However he is coming over tonight to see me. I'm making him dinner, chicken alfredo, and we are prolly gonna chill with a movie afterwards. He's spending the night to because he has classes tomorrow, so my couch is going to be occupied at least. But he has made it rather clear that he wants to go back out with me again. And you know, I think I'm gonna go out with him again. Don't get me wrong, I still love Andrew, and will probably always love him in a way, with him being my first love and all. However, I can't be this broken forever. I really do need to move on with my life,to keep living it. And I think that Erik can help me with that weather he knows it or not. He is very sweet, genuinly cares about me, is stable, has his life together, will be able to keep me out of trouble (I hope), and will definetly be there for me when I'm gonna need him. He's the safer and more stable choice of the two, so I think I'm gonna choose him. Also, he is cute, can make me laugh, and I do feel attracted to him. We have a history to which makes it easier to be around each other. I've got other options of coarse, I mean Brandon has told me that he wants to leave his girlfriend for me, which is exactly why I don't want to got out with him. If he's wiling to do that to her, he would do it to me, and I'm not gonna put myself through that. Then joe wants to go out with me, and I'm so not touching him with a ten foot pole. Kaleigh wants to go out with me, but I see him as a goofy little brother that ate paint chips as a kid. Oh and Richard wants to go out with me, and he's really sweet, has money, a lot of money, and a gamer, but I don't know, I don't really think that he's the one for me. So I do have choices, I just think that I want to chose Erik.
Theres not really much else going on rite now. I'm doing a lot of projects in art rite now, so thats keeping me busy and out of trouble. Oh and mom's gonna pierce my ears for me for my birthday, which is coming up soon. My Birthday is on the Thirteenth so don't forget to wish me a happy birthday! My tattoo is healing very well, in fact it's kind of ahead of schedule in it's healing process. I'm still very happy with it and can't wait to show it off in West Clarksville. nothing else is going on actually. So I guess that I will post again later. Love you all and bye bye!
Country Music, a Tattoo, and a Cop
I keep saying to this guy I know that I want a boring life. I've said that so much the past two weeks. I truly felt that that is the one thing that I want, and I've made the realization that that is one thing that I'm never going to have. I can wish for an 80 gig Zune, a 2008 Porsche, world peace- and all of those, I will get before I get a boring life. I can't really complain either because I know so many people that are so bored with there life and complain about how nothing ever happens to them. And here I am complaining about having too much going on in my life. I'll tell you this though, I've always got a new story.
So heres the run down of today. Not a rundown of a couple days, no, the rundown of one day, ONLY ONE DAY!
Wanted to make that clear.
Wanted to make that clear.
So, picture it, it's 8 am, and I just get up, so my hairs messed up, the basic pattern being similar to that left from an explosion, and I stumble to the bathroom. I do the basic necessities needed at this hour.
After I get dressed, I head to the kitchen and start to pre-heat the oven. Theres a knock at the door, it's kat, early for once in her life. She sits at my counter and watches as I put the cold cinnamon rolls on the baking sheet. We chat for a while, joking about life and classes, being normal college students for once. Soon the timers ringing and the smell of cinnamon rolls waft out of the oven. Between the two of us we ate all eight, and then walk triumphant to my room to talk some more.
At 11:00 am we walk to the college to await my appointment. We get to the lounge and talk to the normal gang of weirdos and outcasts that we hang out with on a daily basis. It's May second, so theres a lot going on with a whole lot of activities going on. I stay in the lounge though awaiting My Denny's Guy.
My Denny's Guy, is Kyle, and I call him My Denny's Guy because he works at, well, Denny's and I almost always forget that his name is Kyle, don't ask me why, but I do. Now, My Denny's Guy is so cute! Like he looks good. A little thinner than I normally go for but he's still adorable. Now, I'm fresh out of a relationship and I found out early that so is he. He was dumped by his girlfriend of a year a month and a half ago, and am feeling the same way I do - lonely but not in a position or state of heart to start going out with anyone. So he's some one that I can lean on and talk about pretty much anything with. My god, in the Chinese resteraunt we started swapping embarrassing sex stories. This conversation lasted for a while.
Part of what I love about him is that he's from the city, like big city city, and yet he is an avid country music listener. He has the most amazing voice to, his voice sounds like Josh Turner, no shit! If you don't know what he sounds like, find Josh Turner on project playlist cause his voice is amazing. And My Denny's Guy sounds JUST like him. God I love hearing him sing! And the entire time we were in the car, which was a total of about 2 hours together, we had the country station on, and we sang every song that played and we knew. I loved it.
When my appointment came up we headed to the tattoo parlor. this place is AMAZING!! The inside looks cooler then what you see on tv by like three thousand times! the place is called Amazing Grace tattoo, and the entire experience was amazing!
The guy that was going to do my tattoo, Ryan had to defer my tattoo to John because his appointment was running way over what he had expacted and you can't rush a good tattoo. John however took amazing care of me. And he did my tattoo beautifully. It took about tow and a half hours and cost me $220, but it was so worth it.
Now the thing is that we were pressed for time because of the fact that My Denny's Guy had to be at work at five. So they new this and thats why Ryan deffered me to John, so that we could leave in time. Problem was, he thought that he could get it done in the alloted time, and couldn't. So my sweet sweet My Denny's Guy called in to work to tell them that he was going to be late. Now this was an hour into the tattoo, and this whole time, the process didn't hurt. It was fine. The minute it hit that hour and a half mark though, man did that start to grate on the nerves!
Of coarse, I didn't do the conventional thing. What your supposed to do is get the outlining and basic shading done, leave, let it heal fully, and then get the color done. If you do it all in one sitting, it's gonna hurt like a bitch! And guess what? Thats true. I learned this the hard way. So now the pain is really hitting me, and My Denny's Guy is sitting in front of me in a wheelie chair, just watching him tattoo me, texting, and generally being there for me, and the I start to feel the burn!
So, as those of you that know me personally, I use humor to get through things. So out of the hum of the tattoo gun, I go-
"So this kid is playing in his mom's closet, and if you didn't know, this is a joke"
That got My Denny's Guy laughing already, and all I needed was to get him laughing to start to make me feel better. So I told some jokes, and in between thinking of another joke to tell, he told me jokes. So needless to say, that last hour would have been so much worse if he hadn't have been there for me. I thank him a lot for that.
So I get the tattoo finished, and I pay the $220 to the man, and we leave. Now Amazing Grace is on a very busy main street in Geneva, so he had to find someplace to urn around, but safely. He turned into a street and turned around, except, something was off. He said, before we pulled into the main street again, "why are there no signs on this side of the street?" He had accidentally gone into a one way street and left it going the opposite way. Now that;s a basic mistake because there was no visible sign saying that it was a one way street. Problem was, a cop saw this and pulled us over very shortly afterward.
While talking to the cop, My Denny's Guy guy explained that this was his first time driving in Geneva, which it was, and that it was an accident. The cop was like, "yeah thats cool, it's ok, I'm just gonna give you a warning."
Then he noticed that his inspection sticker was five months expired.
then when he put his info into the computer, found that his license was expired in the county that we were in, and only that county.
So, poor My Denny's Guy was taken to the Geneva courthouse. The cop told me, as the guys were towing My Denny's Guy's car, that he had to do a few pieces of paper, and then with the bail money given to him, he would be let out in like ten minutes.
So My Denny's Guy gives me his debit card, and I walk the yard to the bank, and take out the $250 that the cop said was needed.
And on the way back to the car, I somehow
lose
the
debit card!
I can't make this up. This is my life. So I get to his window after checking my pockets like 300 times, I was like, "ok, ummm, something else just happened, and, ummm, I love yoooou, just wanted to get that out there, um, keep that in mind, but, ummm, I somehow just lost your debit card." So I told him to call his bank like ASAP and tell them that it's lost so that no one can get money out of it. Luckily he wasn't upset about it.
So the cop takes him to the courthouse, leaving me on the street waiting for two of my friends, Tiff and Peter to come and get me. They get there, and we swing over to the courthouse, and the women tells me that, for some reason that I can't remember, cause it was retarded, he had o wait for the judge to get there to set his bail, then he could be let free. When asked how long that would take, she said that it would be between half and hour to tomorrow. Now Peter isn't to happy because they had something that they were going to and now they are late to it, so they want to leave now, and I don't really have a choice at the moment, I have to leave with them.
I sent spit fire text messages to him, while they aloud him to have his phone, which wasn't long, and was taken home. Upon returning, I took a quick trip to Wal-Mart for instant pasta and sliced cheese, a pre-made sub, and a small container of jello, because me blood sugar was way too low. By the time I got home, I was shaking from it. So I scarfed it all down and felt better rite quick.
However I was still worried about My Denny's Guy. After all I had to just leave him there. Even if I had stayed though they said that I couldn't stay with him at all, so either way I was stuck stranding him. I still felt horrible about it though. I got a text a few minutes ago saying that he only just got out. this is at 8:30 at night. They had waited two hours to call the damn judge. For those two+ hours, he was handcuffed to a hard wood bench! It's absolute bullshit if u ask me. But his mom was on her way to get him so he is ok now.
So yeah, my day has been....I think that intense is the best way to put it. Today was deffinetly not boring. And you know, for all the bad that happened, I can't complain to much, just because this is my life, and I'm kind of used to this on a daily basis. Now, My Denny's Guy doesn't have these kinds of days, so lets just hope that he deals with this in an ok manner. I'll be there for him in a heart beat though, so he's not gonna be alone. Not again.
After I get dressed, I head to the kitchen and start to pre-heat the oven. Theres a knock at the door, it's kat, early for once in her life. She sits at my counter and watches as I put the cold cinnamon rolls on the baking sheet. We chat for a while, joking about life and classes, being normal college students for once. Soon the timers ringing and the smell of cinnamon rolls waft out of the oven. Between the two of us we ate all eight, and then walk triumphant to my room to talk some more.
At 11:00 am we walk to the college to await my appointment. We get to the lounge and talk to the normal gang of weirdos and outcasts that we hang out with on a daily basis. It's May second, so theres a lot going on with a whole lot of activities going on. I stay in the lounge though awaiting My Denny's Guy.
My Denny's Guy, is Kyle, and I call him My Denny's Guy because he works at, well, Denny's and I almost always forget that his name is Kyle, don't ask me why, but I do. Now, My Denny's Guy is so cute! Like he looks good. A little thinner than I normally go for but he's still adorable. Now, I'm fresh out of a relationship and I found out early that so is he. He was dumped by his girlfriend of a year a month and a half ago, and am feeling the same way I do - lonely but not in a position or state of heart to start going out with anyone. So he's some one that I can lean on and talk about pretty much anything with. My god, in the Chinese resteraunt we started swapping embarrassing sex stories. This conversation lasted for a while.
Part of what I love about him is that he's from the city, like big city city, and yet he is an avid country music listener. He has the most amazing voice to, his voice sounds like Josh Turner, no shit! If you don't know what he sounds like, find Josh Turner on project playlist cause his voice is amazing. And My Denny's Guy sounds JUST like him. God I love hearing him sing! And the entire time we were in the car, which was a total of about 2 hours together, we had the country station on, and we sang every song that played and we knew. I loved it.
When my appointment came up we headed to the tattoo parlor. this place is AMAZING!! The inside looks cooler then what you see on tv by like three thousand times! the place is called Amazing Grace tattoo, and the entire experience was amazing!
(no exclamation marks were harmed in the making of this paragraph)
The guy that was going to do my tattoo, Ryan had to defer my tattoo to John because his appointment was running way over what he had expacted and you can't rush a good tattoo. John however took amazing care of me. And he did my tattoo beautifully. It took about tow and a half hours and cost me $220, but it was so worth it.
Now the thing is that we were pressed for time because of the fact that My Denny's Guy had to be at work at five. So they new this and thats why Ryan deffered me to John, so that we could leave in time. Problem was, he thought that he could get it done in the alloted time, and couldn't. So my sweet sweet My Denny's Guy called in to work to tell them that he was going to be late. Now this was an hour into the tattoo, and this whole time, the process didn't hurt. It was fine. The minute it hit that hour and a half mark though, man did that start to grate on the nerves!
Of coarse, I didn't do the conventional thing. What your supposed to do is get the outlining and basic shading done, leave, let it heal fully, and then get the color done. If you do it all in one sitting, it's gonna hurt like a bitch! And guess what? Thats true. I learned this the hard way. So now the pain is really hitting me, and My Denny's Guy is sitting in front of me in a wheelie chair, just watching him tattoo me, texting, and generally being there for me, and the I start to feel the burn!So, as those of you that know me personally, I use humor to get through things. So out of the hum of the tattoo gun, I go-
"So this kid is playing in his mom's closet, and if you didn't know, this is a joke"
That got My Denny's Guy laughing already, and all I needed was to get him laughing to start to make me feel better. So I told some jokes, and in between thinking of another joke to tell, he told me jokes. So needless to say, that last hour would have been so much worse if he hadn't have been there for me. I thank him a lot for that.
So I get the tattoo finished, and I pay the $220 to the man, and we leave. Now Amazing Grace is on a very busy main street in Geneva, so he had to find someplace to urn around, but safely. He turned into a street and turned around, except, something was off. He said, before we pulled into the main street again, "why are there no signs on this side of the street?" He had accidentally gone into a one way street and left it going the opposite way. Now that;s a basic mistake because there was no visible sign saying that it was a one way street. Problem was, a cop saw this and pulled us over very shortly afterward.
While talking to the cop, My Denny's Guy guy explained that this was his first time driving in Geneva, which it was, and that it was an accident. The cop was like, "yeah thats cool, it's ok, I'm just gonna give you a warning."
Then he noticed that his inspection sticker was five months expired.
then when he put his info into the computer, found that his license was expired in the county that we were in, and only that county.
So, poor My Denny's Guy was taken to the Geneva courthouse. The cop told me, as the guys were towing My Denny's Guy's car, that he had to do a few pieces of paper, and then with the bail money given to him, he would be let out in like ten minutes.
So My Denny's Guy gives me his debit card, and I walk the yard to the bank, and take out the $250 that the cop said was needed.
And on the way back to the car, I somehow
lose
the
debit card!
I can't make this up. This is my life. So I get to his window after checking my pockets like 300 times, I was like, "ok, ummm, something else just happened, and, ummm, I love yoooou, just wanted to get that out there, um, keep that in mind, but, ummm, I somehow just lost your debit card." So I told him to call his bank like ASAP and tell them that it's lost so that no one can get money out of it. Luckily he wasn't upset about it.
So the cop takes him to the courthouse, leaving me on the street waiting for two of my friends, Tiff and Peter to come and get me. They get there, and we swing over to the courthouse, and the women tells me that, for some reason that I can't remember, cause it was retarded, he had o wait for the judge to get there to set his bail, then he could be let free. When asked how long that would take, she said that it would be between half and hour to tomorrow. Now Peter isn't to happy because they had something that they were going to and now they are late to it, so they want to leave now, and I don't really have a choice at the moment, I have to leave with them.
I sent spit fire text messages to him, while they aloud him to have his phone, which wasn't long, and was taken home. Upon returning, I took a quick trip to Wal-Mart for instant pasta and sliced cheese, a pre-made sub, and a small container of jello, because me blood sugar was way too low. By the time I got home, I was shaking from it. So I scarfed it all down and felt better rite quick.
However I was still worried about My Denny's Guy. After all I had to just leave him there. Even if I had stayed though they said that I couldn't stay with him at all, so either way I was stuck stranding him. I still felt horrible about it though. I got a text a few minutes ago saying that he only just got out. this is at 8:30 at night. They had waited two hours to call the damn judge. For those two+ hours, he was handcuffed to a hard wood bench! It's absolute bullshit if u ask me. But his mom was on her way to get him so he is ok now.
So yeah, my day has been....I think that intense is the best way to put it. Today was deffinetly not boring. And you know, for all the bad that happened, I can't complain to much, just because this is my life, and I'm kind of used to this on a daily basis. Now, My Denny's Guy doesn't have these kinds of days, so lets just hope that he deals with this in an ok manner. I'll be there for him in a heart beat though, so he's not gonna be alone. Not again.