For the hell of it, Daniel and I went out walking around this afternoon in the hopes of finding the car. Hah. Chances of that are like 0%, but we went away, just to make us (well, me) feel better. As my mom put it, its like Im trying to find a way to control a situation thats out of my control, and by actually getting off my butt and looking myself, Im taking control of at least one aspect of the situation – my involvement in finding our car. Of course we didnt find the car. The only highlight of the whole trip was when I slipped on some ice and almost fell flat on my face, but Daniels firm grip on my hand and me scrambling with my legs to keep my balance kept me up. :haha: I think I should have just let myself fall, because I twisted my hip (is that possible? I know the pain I felt sure as hell made it seem possible!) and back and shoulder trying to keep my face from meeting the pavement. So I was probably in more pain than I would have been from falling. Go figure.
My mom and grandparents seem to think it was taken for the hell of it, for joyriding, or as payback because of Daniel and I calling the police when people were parked illegally in the lot. The last is a possibility, but not a high one, because no one would have any way of knowing it was us who called, ya know? And besides, there were times Id be coming home/leaving and a cop would be there already. My mom says she feels really bad for us, and she imagines we must feel pretty sick and disgusted.
Dans father is insisting that it was towed, but we called around to most of the towing places and its not there, and property management said they didnt tow it. And besides, why would we get towed? For parking in our parking lot with the parking permit clearly viewable through the windshield? I think not… :huh:
Im just thinking it was stolen for the hell of it, and like Daniel said, because its an older car that doesnt have electric locks or an alarm system. But… why our car? Even for an older car its not the best one out there. Eh… I guess it hasnt fully sunken in yet. :sighb:
Daniel is starting to annoy me with his constant obsession with Warcraft III. I swear, and I dont mean this to be insulting, but I think he has a rather addictive personality… its been the same with Diablo II, Everquest, DSL-MUD, and of course, as we all know, the pornography. Now here we go again with Warcraft III. Its like he get in this rut where all he wants to do 24/7 is play Warcraft. Ive been nagging him since last THURSDAY to do an essay that was due last Friday. You know when he finally got it done? TONIGHT. Yes, he worked once or twice, and we ran out and did a few things, but other than that he had plenty of time to do it. In fact, he could have done it the other night while I was at work, but he didnt. He could have done it on Saturday night, but chose instead to stay up until 6am (the sneaky ass waited until I fell asleep, then got back out of bed) playing Warcraft III. Well, I got him back for that one (coincidentally, since I didnt know hed been up so late) because I woke him up yesterday morning around 9:30am. I just get so fed up with him and these damn games. I mean, he acts so childish about it, getting annoyed when I ask him to do something, making me have to ask him repeatedly to do something for me, etc. The other day he had the nerve to get pissy with me because I demanded he get off his computer to go to class! What freakin nerve! And last night I could have cheerfully smacked him silly… I mean, heaven forbid he come and cuddle with me, or watch TV with me, or doing anything more than sit five feet away from me playing games. Friday night I went out and bought us sandwiches, and he didnt even give me the respect or decency of staying with me to eat. Instead, he swiveled back around in his chair to play his damn game. UGH. Hes driving me insane. I swear, if he was to get psychological testing, hed probably come up with high marks for an addictive personality.
Anyway…
Yeah, so blah… generally Im in an annoyed mood. Giant Eagle called tonight to bitch because the check I wrote bounced (thank to the shitlickers at PNC bank. Speaking of which, I dont even know whats going on in my account, because one of their policies is to disable access to netbanking when a persons account is overdrawn. :angryb:), and when they told me the amount of the check ($54.28) + $30 was due, I about fell over. Here we are, a month and a half behind on rent, a month and a half behind on parking, a late phone bill, an electric bill & cable & dsl bill all due soon, almost no food in the fridge, not to mention I dont even HAVE A FUCKING CAR, and this stupid bitch has a freakin stroke because I tell her I wont be able to pay the entire amount until mid January. Some people… :neutral:
Tomorrow I work from 2:30 until 11pm, but since I get to take the bus Ill be leaving here for work at 1:15 (as opposed to 2:15), and I probably wont get home until after midnight. Ill have to walk a block or two just to get to the bus, in a nice rundown, ghetto town. Whoo hoo. I wonder if my “friend” from the other night will be back. :irked:
Anyway, Im dead broke people, so yeah, go buy a graphic or something from Kitty Designs, or just send a dollar or two my way via paypal, and Ill love you dearly.
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4 Comments
, on December 12 2002 at 12:12pm:
Jenn, that banking situation just gave me a headache… how do you deal with this? youre my hero! hang in there… 
(just trying to put a smile on your face teehee)
, on December 12 2002 at 5:12am:
I can relate big time on the gaming thing… my boyfriend has the same problem. Fortunately, I share his love for fine games, so I can at least see where hes coming from. Problem is, we only have one computer, so one of us is always left out in the cold. 
Anyhoo, you should post Daniels War III account name and Ill show him how it feels to be beaten by a girl! AHAHA! Thatll teach him for rejecting your sandwich like that. Nobody disses Jenn without feeling the wrath of Whitney. Grrrr… 
, on December 12 2002 at 9:12am:
Maybe you can cancel DSL and get dialup or something, itll be cheaper 
As the domain name suggests, my name is Jenn, and I own this blog. I'm 26 years old and married to my one true ♥, Daniel. And while I have two kids (Alyssa is five, and Ryan is three), you won't find "mommy" in my username or email address, nor does my blog revolve around them. I'm a mother, but most importantly I am me, with a passion for love, blogging, reading, and photography. I'm also a busy freelance writer, web designer & SEO goddess, and a blogger relations person for an adult toy company.
Things will get better:) If I had money I would definatley buy one of your graphics!