12.20.05

Category: dribblings

i had to go to the bank today, and while i was there i asked the lady if i could order some more checks, and she said yes so i said great and handed her the re-order slip from my checkbook, and she said she’d get that ordered today, and i said thank you so much and oh, would it be okay to have the checks delivered to the bank instead of my house? and she said yes, that would be fine. i said super.

later on i got a phone call from “julie” at the “bank”. and she says that someone already ordered the checks on the 13th and they were being sent to Nottingham Rd (which is my parent’s address) and so she didn’t want to order another box if i only wanted one box of checks because i’d have to pay for both. and so i said what do you mean someone ordered checks on the 13th, and she said that when she went to place the order someone had already done so…last week, so i said well, maybe my parents bought some checks and there’s confusion over the last name or something because i honestly don’t remember ordering checks and that’s not something i’m likely to forget. and she said that no, it’s your account, and i said could you please check again, this is too strange, and she said sure hang on just a second while i look it up again. so she looked it up and said yes, it’s right here you ordered checks off the internet on 12.13….oh…it’s ’04! ha! i’m so sorry! “julie” and i had a good laugh. i was just relieved that i didn’t sleep-errand one night and order me some checks.
because how crazy would that be?
although i wouldn’t mind sleep-erranding my christmas shopping. wouldn’t that be great? it’s all, “hey jaimie, what did you get jimmy for christmas?”
“i have no idea!”
of course when he opens up his gift and it’s a bra, a bag of dog biscuits, and some shampoo….well, that won’t be as cool.
“remember honey, it’s the thought that counts…can i have the bra?”

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honestly, what is up with this “bowling” thing? this time i played 4 games COMPLETELY SOBER and still, STILL i can’t get 100 points.

in other news: my shoulder, elbow, wrist, and thumb on my right hand are filled with insane pain and have become useless.
at least when you drink you don’t feel the pain. there’s no telling how bad it’s going to be in the morning. crap. and that’s my Painting Arm.

monkey hate bowl.

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my lips are so chapped that when i put chapstick on them they started burning. “ow! what is this, lava stick or something?! where’s the soothing salve?”

but, not all is stupid and painful, Kaze has been in the fence for over a week! yay! so far we won’t have to kill her. she even stayed in the fence after Crazy Margaret was lighting firecrackers yesterday evening, and throwing them in Lola’s backyard. that is a long-ish and stupid story. but when i first heard the BANG! i thought, oh hell, someone’s murdered Lola. huh.
Kaze is freaky when she’s around firecrackers. she ususally goes berserk and jumps the fence. but not this time. so let’s praise the Lord.

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