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I had so much more to update with, but I am one cracked out girl right now.

First of all, I'm tired. I was up too late last night working on things in Photoshop, then I started watching some crap about the World Trade Center that gave me the heebie jeebies, so much so that I had fitfull sleep. I tried to go back to sleep this morning for a half an hour, but my mind was so switched on that I couldn't sleep. I just laid there, pissed off and stressed out about this:

I lost my roommate's car key.
This alone, would not be a big deal, as I can just call AAA and have them make a new one. HOWEVER, here's how it happened. We have tandem parking, in front of the dumpster no less. Since she's been gone, it was my job to move her car back on Thursday morning (trash day). So Wednesday night, I moved my car to the street and moved her car back enough so that the dumpster can be pulled out. Thursday, I realize in a panic that the side of the street I parked my car on has street cleaning starting at noon. At 12:02, I ran out and met Mr. Parking Ticket Guy. SHOCKINGLY, he let it go. Dood, they NEVER let it go. So yes, I escaped a ticket. Yay. I figure they had already picked the trash up, so I bring my car back, move her car forward, and put my car behind hers. It was then, that her stupid keychain, and I've seen this keychain do this before, came undone and the keys fell off. Only they fell off in my hand and I grabbed them and started putting them back as I was walking back up into the apartment. I noticed that the trash still hadn't been picked up, yet it was less full. O_o

Last night, I parked my car on the street and I went to move her car back, thinking they would pick up the trash today and her fucking car key wasn't on the key chain. I ran out with a flashlight and searched for it, looking under the car and shining it through the windows. No key. I went back inside thinking I would just call AAA. THEN, at around 3:30 in the goddamned morning, it occurred to me that if that key fell on the ground, someone could have picked it up. So I went and got my car and moved it back behind hers.

The full gravity of the situation didn't hit me until late this morning. I asked the apartment manager if anyone had turned in a key, but no. It's possible the key is in her car, because I can't remember when they fell off. Though, now that I think about it. It would have to be when I was in my car and I couldn't find that key in my car, which means it fell on the ground, which means someone probably has it. Holy fuck, if I come home and her car isn't there...I'm never going to make it through today. I feel sick. And the phone won't stop ringing and people won't go to hell like I want them to.

Please let her car be there Please let her car be there Please let her car be there...

This is just the kind of stunt 2002 would pull this late in the game. No one took it when I was at the bookstore from 5pm-midnight last night, so there's still hope right...*whimpers* >:(

Fuck.

phones are tools of teh devil

Oh god...*cries* I hate everyone.
Except you...and you, you're okay.

Need distraction. Forgot book. Going to kill. Hundreds, maybe thousands.
More caffeine make Jill happy camper, yes?

Saw Two Towers on Christmas. Gollum was bad ass, the Ents were pretty coo'. And I know it's following the book, but damn...battle after battle after battle. Images from it are still with me, so I have to give it a thumbs up though.

I was crossing the street last night going to work (bookstore) and some guy leaned out of his car window and yelled "Stand tall and walk proud, that's what I like to see." I was so thrown by such an ODD fucking comment that I just gave him a weird look and kept walking. What the hell?

Dammit, someone give me a stupid survey to fill out or some shiz. Every bad thought that I could think is creeping into my skull.

bask in my crappy Paint glory

Yes, yes, I am fucking talented. I know.



[some stupid stuff was here]
haha, I just realized how funny that is. SHUTUP! This is serious ART, man! DON'T FUCKING OPPRESS ME!

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Get this, this is so beautiful...
I found her key. I walked everywhere outside that I had parked the car, around the other side of the block, through the alley, all around the cars, shining a flashlight everywhere. No luck. I was walking back in, just about to give up when as I was passing the concrete wall that is to one side of our parking spaces, I thought..."Hey, I've seen people put things on here before." I see something small sitting at the end and with little hope, I walk back. Sure enough, her key. Obviously, it had been run over, but dammit. I am so fucking relieved. Not to mention the great wave of relief that washed over me when I pulled up and her damn car was still there. Really though, who wants a Hyundai Accent with a bumper sticker that reads: "Witches, they're not just for burning" on it. Heheh. I joke, because it's okay.

Ah, but here's the rub...and it's a small rub, but a rub nonetheless. I lost my ring.
The ring I love. The ring that I've had for years. Yes, it wasn't fitting anymore due to the weight loss, but I managed to keep it on, EXCEPT TONIGHT. Gone. Can't find it. Pissed off about that. I loved that ring. It was silver and one of a kind. :( I suppose the universe had to balance out or some schnit. Feh.

Whatever, maybe I'll find it. Small price to pay, I suppose.

I'm going to go enjoy my last night alone now.
*sigh*

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