Sing to the tune of "If You're Happy and You Know It"...

There's a hornet in my car, get it out!
There's a hornet in my car, get it out!
There's a hornet in my car, you know I ain't going far
When there's a hornet in my car
GET! IT! OUT!

I hate when flying stinging insects hitch a ride in my car. I am deathly afraid of those damn things. So, somewhere between IHOP and CVS, this little annoyance got in and couldn't find its way out. I heard it buzzing, and it took me back to a time in my past, when all of my boys were young, when one got into this decrepid station wagon Jon had bought (we called it the "John Deere" because it drove like one of those tractors going down the city streets in Virginia). There was a hole in the tailgate where a rear window wiper had been, and the kids and I were freaking out.

Back in the present, I opened both windows (Berettas were two door cars. Four door version was the Corsica), hoping the little bugger would find its own way out. After about ten minutes or so, it finally got a clue that there was a way out and left (at least I hope it did). I drove home, relieved that my little stowaway was gone off to polinate flowers somewhere far away from me.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

I'm such a ditz sometimes...

I'm at WalMart shopping, and I went out to the car when I'm done. I go into the wrong row, and think I see my car.

I walk up to it and see that there's something wrong with the back bumper. I'm thinking what the hell happened to my car? As I'm looking at it, I see a Kelsey Briggs sticker on the back window. It's in the wrong place, I think, then I realize that the car I'm at isn't my car! It's another Beretta that is almost the same color as mine, probably the same year (89), and the license plate has the same letters on it, but not the same numbers.

The Kelsey sticker on the car I went to is high up on the back window. My Kelsey sticker is in the lower right corner on my back window.

My car is two rows over in the same position. Duh! And, despite the paint peeling off on just the left side, my car looks better.

The other one probably drives better, though.



That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Okay, so I've been running around today and...

all in all, it wasn't worth missing class for.

First up, this mandatory meeting I attended to continue to receive unemployment. The job search thing isn't going as well as I'd like, but I'm still plugging away at it.

Then, I got to see the dentist, and she wanted $100 to pull a tooth! Doc, how 'bout I keep the tooth and you do something to make the pain go away, like last time. She said it wasn't a lost filling, but some kind of misalignment.

So, more money than I wanted to part with later, I have this special toothpaste like concoction that lessens the pain, a new toothbrush, and a follow up appointment the Tuesday of Spring Break, because as I told the receptionist, I didn't want to have to miss any more school for this dumb tooth!

Then, I finally got my hair cut. See? (updated 3.9.07 @13:49)








And I still have homework to do.

Oh. Joy.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--