Blah Blah Night Smells

Can't remember the other two words in my fortune!! Must update this once I get home tonight.

Very tired of not having a car. I don't know yet what it will cost to have fixed, or if it's even fixable. This delay is what happens when I take my Dad's advice and use his mechanic. I should have followed my own instincts and left the car in Cleburne on the side of the road. I know I'm going to have to get a new car, and I can't afford the car payments right now. I don't know what I'm going to do.

Days I take DART to campus. It's a long, dull, sweaty 45-minute trip. Campus, mind you, is five miles from my house. Public transportation sucks. The last bus for the evening runs while I'm in class, so my grumpy father is picking me up and driving me five miles to my practically food-less house. I haven't worked up enough nerve to ask him to stop at the grocery store, so I've been living on dry cereal, ravioli, past-date chocolate pudding, and water.

My niece spent two nights with me, so I did order pizza one night. R was a lot of fun. She came to school on Tuesday. Spent the afternoon watching me read and answer emails, then attended class in the evening. She also played with the play-dough in my office (am I a cool aunt or what?) and helped with a bulletin board. I think she enjoyed everything, especially doing the same assignments as the grown-ups in my class.

(later)

OK, it's Night Never Right Smell, and I know exactly what it's referring to. Currently growling at the computer screen while eating CARBS, damn it. Pissed. Must put on some music and get past this annoyance, as I have gotten past it so many times in the past. Can't let this piece of stupidity get to me. What was I expecting, anyway?

Focus on the weekend . . . focus on the weekend . . .

Clean my house on Friday, and then on glorious Saturday I'll see Shakespeare with W, who is perfect for this outing. He's funny, articulate, and inquisitive. I can't think of anyone I'd rather share the evening with.

I'm supposed to take care of the food, but since I don't have a car I'll have to make due with whatever I can carry from the grocery store and create in my own (messy) kitchen. That's right, the kitchen with the plumbing problems.

I want to go to the Tiffany exhibit on Sunday, but since I'm car-less I'll have to wait until next weekend. Currently planning on viewing this one by myself. I don't think any of my friends are up to seeing a master designer's exhibit with a designer.

(later)

Love it -- great act -- Excerpts from Bad Girls Upset By The Truth with Jo Carrol Pierce.

"I don't wanna win, and I don't wanna loose,
It seems like there's something else we could do.
I don't think I'm supposed to be this blue.
You keep botherin' me.

Isn't there some other girl out there that you could never CALL???"