Okay, this morning I wake up sometime between 6 and 7, look at my clock, roll over and go back to sleep. Sometime between 7 and 8, repeat. Sometime between 8 and 9, repeat. I finally get up c. 9:36, jump into the shower, and get dressed. I have time to eat breakfast and then I run to the door and there's Rachel. So we hop in her car and ride to St. Peter's Episcopal Church. [The lady coordinating it called me and Rachel last night to give us the details, but since Allie only signed up yesterday, she didn't call her, so Allison thought it was at Glenside Weldon and had a hella hard time finding the place, but don't worry, she showed up. ^^] When we arrive, we are under the impression that we are going to work at the ticket booth. Not so. We're sent into the basement to do arts and/or crafts. I have to punch holes in these paper plate tambourines, which is really hard and pjooey. But then the womyn doing the arts 'n' crafts learned that I had done face painting before, so then I was recruited for face painting. That was all right, but the face paints were really crap and hard to use.
Then at around 12:30 Rachel had to leave, and so did I 'cause my parents have fled the country and I didn't have any transportation home.
Now I'm home and Krysta's [this is apparently the correct spelling of her name now, even though she's spelled it Krista since seventh grade when I first met her. xP] having a birthday party type thing tonight and I don't know how I'm going to get there and I have no gift for her and blah!
Almeda | 09.11.02 13:05 | TrackBackFled the country eh? That's funny mine have fled the state.
Posted by: Smith on 09.11.02 21:45And mine have fled the county. Interesting...
Posted by: Neil on 09.11.02 22:38