And yet, it wasn't very blustery, as a matter of speaking. Didn't go to Comic-Con this year. Super bummed. Please don't ask about it. Seriously. (This means you John!) Did traffic school on Friday, and some miscommunication (and by 'mis-' I mean my mom didn't bother asking about my entire day and assumed I worked or something. Seriously) that didn't allow me to see my uncle, a branch of the family I haven't seen in over a year and a half at best. Got some super disturbing, upsetting, unsettling and heart-wrenching news about my cousin. Which in turn caused an incredibly teary recycling trip with my mom. Which then led to a super bi-polar ride up to John's (random bursts of tears are awesome going 75mph on the freeway!). The whole ordeal ended up being a little to much for me even to relate it back to John. But we went up to his school to keep his buddy company. Made them watch True Romance. They loved it. © teehee. Never got around to showing them Finding Neverland.... oh well. Another time I suppose.
Then there was the baseball game.
Oh boy. Why haven't I been to a baseball game in 10 years? Because they are long, and they are boring as sin. And I forgot to take my book with me. Dumb bitch. Seriously. Didn't know it started at 5. (I was thinking 2 or 3!) Really hoped it didn't last 4+ hrs (it did) Hoped we'd peace out early like my family (we didn't) Here's how the evening ran:
2:00- leave for stadium
3:00- arrive at stadium
5:05- game starts
9:05- leave game
9:23- get to Sarah's sister's
10:15- get back to Jarvis'
11:30- get to Johns
12:58- Get home
1:45- lay down to sleep
6:45- get up for work
dang was that crazy! Not to mention all the crap I ate last night to stay awake made me nasuous this morning. Didn't eat 'til lunch. Blech.
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