I need a date.
Sunday, August 06, 2006Today, my parents decided to have a family outing. I politely chosed not to go out with them. Well, to tell you the truth, I just didn't get dressed when everyone else was getting dressed. I had the whole house to myself. So I decided to go underwear shopping and white belt shopping.
But a few blocks down the street I noticed the "Check Engine" light was alit in my car. I was baffled. What did this mean? The engine was indeed still there since the car was running, pretty finely. It wasn't sputtering and it wasn't blowing up in my face. It was just...going. So I didn't know what the hell was wrong with my car. So I did an about face and headed home. In the driveway I popped open the hood and checked the fluids. The transmission fluid was okay. The engine oil was not. But I didn't know what kind/grade of engine oil I needed. So I did the next best thing - I went inside and watched TV.
Andy told me not to worry. And I didn't. But at the same time, I was too lazy. So I turned on Logo and watched "Get Real". Those English accents win me over all the time.
Sometimes on Logo they have these commercials in which they show pictures of people as they are growing up and always end with the very last picture being a picture of those two people together. I love those kind of commercials. You know why? Because right now, the one person who I am going to end up with is growing up too. They're probably sitting there wondering who they're going to end up with or maybe he's on the john doing his business. Or maybe he's out on a date.
I want to go out on a date. When Matt - the exboyfriend - came, I made a funny show of asking him out on dates. It was pretty useless since he was sleeping at my house. And I kind of had control of what he did. But it was still cool and refreshing to ask him. But now, I need a date. I just need to go see a movie with someone and have that person buy me popcorn or something.
I washed the car today with my father. It was such a tense time. I totally hated it. I really hope he comes around before we go on our cruise.
Mr. Mystery Guy Who I will Wash Dishes with and Spoon Afterwards : I'm thinking about you right now. You face is kind of fuzzy, in fact your whole being is kind of fuzzy. But I know you're there and you exist. And we're going to be together, one day.
But a few blocks down the street I noticed the "Check Engine" light was alit in my car. I was baffled. What did this mean? The engine was indeed still there since the car was running, pretty finely. It wasn't sputtering and it wasn't blowing up in my face. It was just...going. So I didn't know what the hell was wrong with my car. So I did an about face and headed home. In the driveway I popped open the hood and checked the fluids. The transmission fluid was okay. The engine oil was not. But I didn't know what kind/grade of engine oil I needed. So I did the next best thing - I went inside and watched TV.
Andy told me not to worry. And I didn't. But at the same time, I was too lazy. So I turned on Logo and watched "Get Real". Those English accents win me over all the time.
Sometimes on Logo they have these commercials in which they show pictures of people as they are growing up and always end with the very last picture being a picture of those two people together. I love those kind of commercials. You know why? Because right now, the one person who I am going to end up with is growing up too. They're probably sitting there wondering who they're going to end up with or maybe he's on the john doing his business. Or maybe he's out on a date.
I want to go out on a date. When Matt - the exboyfriend - came, I made a funny show of asking him out on dates. It was pretty useless since he was sleeping at my house. And I kind of had control of what he did. But it was still cool and refreshing to ask him. But now, I need a date. I just need to go see a movie with someone and have that person buy me popcorn or something.
I washed the car today with my father. It was such a tense time. I totally hated it. I really hope he comes around before we go on our cruise.
Mr. Mystery Guy Who I will Wash Dishes with and Spoon Afterwards : I'm thinking about you right now. You face is kind of fuzzy, in fact your whole being is kind of fuzzy. But I know you're there and you exist. And we're going to be together, one day.
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