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So last Wednesday I took Mom to Mountain Home, from which Dad took her halfway to St. Louis, where Jason picked her up, and she's there until July...15th or so. I forget the exact date. This Saturday me and Dad are going up just for one night and coming back Sunday.

Since Mom won't be here, Dad's not really wanting to do anything for the 4th, so a bunch of us from Taco Bell (so far it's looking like me, Nico, Robert and his brother Justin, Wigz, maybe JoJo, and Jacqui who is NOT from Taco Bell) are going down to the dam to watch the fireworks over the lake. Yay!

After I dropped Mom off, I went back over to Harrison (long drive) and went to visit Nickie and her baby. Laura Angelina was born on June 17th, 7 pounds, 10 ounces, 18 inches. I took pics but haven't developed them yet; mainly because I'm not sure what I want to do with the rest of the film. ^_^**

On my way, I called Shelly and after she got off work, she drove down to Harrison from school and we met and went to Josh's place. Josh has a nice place. O_O It pays to be a computer geek, but you REALLY have to be a computer geek! FedEx (where he's interned this summer) is paying for the apartment for him, in addition to wages. A two-bedroom apartment with a full kitchen and bath for a single guy. Wow. And it's not some dumpy hole-in-the-wall, either.

We got pizza and ate, then went through Shelly's captions on her photobucket, then watched a few episodes of Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman. (Shelly's collecting the DVD sets.) Hard to believe that Lois is a Desperate Housewife now. Ick.

I told Shelly that going out on the spur of the moment made me feel like I actually had a life. XD

And life carried on, boring per usual, until Saturday night. I stayed about an hour late at work, making pico and such, then left to run to Wal-Mart, grab a drink, and head home. Only when I tried to leave Wal-Mart, Laurien made a weird thudding sound that wouldn't stop. I got around to the side by automotive, pulled into a parking space, and got out to check what I could. I don't know a lot about cars, but this was fairly easy to spot--the front passenger tire was completely flat.

I called Dad, even though it was past one in the morning, and he said he'd come and put my spare on. I settled in to wait with my book, and then thought better of it and called back to work. Nico answered and said they had about twenty minutes left, then he'd come change it for me, so I called Dad back and let him know. As I was getting off the phone with Dad, a cop drove by, and he pulled up next to me. I told him I had a friend coming to change my tire and he drove off. DROVE OFF. Dude, you'd think that he would have put my spare on for me!

So anyway, about forty minutes later, Nico's roomates (communal car) dropped him off and we got started. Or he did, anyway. I watched and helped, and I'm fairly confident that if there's a next time, I can put on my own donut. We got it on, started to lower the jack, and then realized that IT was flat, too, so we had to roll it over to the Wal-Mart gas station (in the same parking lot) to air it up. I grabbed quarters out of my car's console (thank goodness I try to keep it full, otherwise I wouldn't have had any change!) and we set off, Nico carrying the donut. Just past my car, sitting in the gardening department, I spotted a cart, ran and grabbed it, and we put the donut in the cart. I got points for that one. ^_^

So we aired it up, and as we walked back past the pumps, Nico went to one of the trash cans, took the lid off, opened the paper towel compartment, and took a stack of them (as, apparently, my collection of restaurant napkins wasn't enough). "Here. Keep these in your trunk." XD

"How did you know to do that?"

"I know a lot about being young and broke."

*laugh* "You STOLE paper towels for me!"

"They're available for free anyway!"

"...good point."

So we wheeled the donut back and put it on the car AGAIN. As we were finishing up (it's past three by now and I've decided that despite what I had planned, I'm not going to church after all), Nico called his roommate's phone from my phone, and they were STILL shopping (having gone to get a gallon of milk, mind you), so I was like, "Forget it, I'll drive you home."

So we took off (stopped at Mickey D's and then a gas station so I could wash my hands--even though Nico did the bulk of the work I got dirty). Then I dropped him at his house, where (after yet another blatant display of stupidity) he (curiously, not me) brought up the idea, again, of moving in together.

Gah. If I was the only one in my life I had to worry about, I would so be there, but dude...much as I complain about them, I really don't want my family to disown me. So...like...gah. It irks me, how perfect such a setup would be and how I can't do it.

Anyway, I came home, where Dad was all, "Is that you?" *rolleyes* Who else would it be at nearly 5 AM? I called Nico to let him know I was home okay (he did ask me to do so) and then when I got off the phone with him I took a much-needed shower and went to sleep.

Dad was supposed to take me out to lunch after church the next day, he called when he got out of church and I put on the outfit I had planned the day before and wore a hat to cover my piteously unstraightened hair. We went to Diego's and then he took me over to Wal-Mart to "price tires." I wanted to take Nico's suggestion and buy a single, slightly-used tire for $30. Dad wanted me to have two brand-new front tires.

He offered to let me pay $60 (the price of two) and he'd make up the difference. He won. 

He also took me to look at wheel covers--Laurien's two passenger covers got stolen about a month after I got her--and when I saw how much they were, I was all, "If I had known they were that cheap I would have already bought them!" (At Wal-Mart, they were about $20 for a set of four. When I had been ASKING how much they were, I was given the impression that they were about $15 apiece.) The trouble was, they didn't have any I liked (at all) in the right size. So today I went to AutoZone and found a set I really liked and got them. They look like chrome snowflakes! Well, not exactly, but they do have six spokes to them. I'll take pics once they're on, and that'll eat up some of that film. ^_^

While I was looking around at Wal-Mart to kill the time, I found a pair of shoes that I dearly want--and the largest size they had was a size too small for me. *sob* It's a tragedy! The only time I even REMOTELY want a pair of high-heel shoes (they'd go PERFECTLY with the black outfit I bought in St. Louis!) and THEY DON'T FIT! Curse my gigantic feet. Sparkly heels and I can't have them. *sob*

I called Jacqui to invite her today, and we talked for a few moments. She announced "I have tattoos!" This being Jacqui, I actually had to ask if she meant the real kind or peel-and-stick. XD Turns out she got the real kind--a butterfly on her forearm and a Gothic-style "J" on her shoulder blade. As she was getting them done, her mom informed her that if she wanted any more, she had to move out. (She's 26, lol.) So she was telling me she was going to move out soon (she had the money, just didn't know where or when).

Now THAT'S a possibility. I wonder if SHE wants a roommate. Hmm...

That being said, I need to go remove my personality so I can go to work. *grumble grumble*

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