Whew!

Big day today. Alix spent the night last night so we got up around 8:30 so I could drive her home and she could finish her cookie/Tolo project. So I work out, and then Dad gets all attitude-y with me about not driving her to the church and is like "the next time you want something from me, don't bother asking" and I was like "don't you think you're being a little over-dramatic?" apparently he didn't think so. What bullshit, I was pissed. Plus the marathon and that dick cop really put me over the edge, I hate those fucking marathons, whose idea is that to have a marathon on an island that has like one freeway entrance and you can't get to it for an entire morning. I wanted to run that guy over "nope, you can't get to the freeway right now" what bullshit. Asshole.

Anyway, so after dealing with two assholes this morning I went home, showered, ate breakfast, and got ready for the open house. Spent four hours doing that in an amazing house. Went and did my grocery shopping and talked briefly with my boyfriend there...last week was more exciting than this week, though now that he knows my name he said "Hello Karrah" which was nice cause it shows that he remembered.

Kristel called so I went to her house for dinner, she always cooks for me, and I feel bad so I bring the dessert, but it's not quite even. I hadn't seen her since before I went dancing at Neighbors for the first time, so there was plennnnnty to fill her in on. She didn't have quite as many stories, but the ones she did have were gooood. We watched friends, made brownies, and just chatted...the usual...but it's always so much fun, it never gets old.

Now I'm home and trying to make my rounds with phone calls...Susan, check....Dad, check...Auntie Lauryn, no answer, left message...Zach, next on my list. I wish someone would call me, but I need to get over it, and I know I do, but it's hard. I guess I secretly enjoy it...or something. Whatevs, here's to trying to think of something else for 5 minutes.