and by yesterday i mean the day before yesterday, as, despite the glaring fact that it is officially the morning of thursday, june 10, for brittany the nightowl it is still wednesday night, the 9th.

what an interesting paradox. perhaps i will write something about it.
for now i tell about yesterday.

yesterday i was supposed to go to senior week on a day trip� but chanese, my ride/navigator, fell off the face of the earth.
i really have no idea where the girl went for three days, but it was not to the speaking-end of her home phone. i know this because i called. and left messages. two of them.

but alas, for dead men tell no tales and disappeared chaneses take no road trips. hooray: homebound brat.

so what was i doing instead of having fun in oc, you ask? i went on a grand adventure.

a safari, if you will. hunting and trapping and searching all over for just the right kind-�

it�s a good thing I�m not a bitter person... otherwise i might be kind of upset.

and of course no one was home because everyone else in the world was either at school or senior week or i couldn�t call them for reasons that shall be divulged at a later date. namely when i have given out a few grad presents.

so, feeling alone and sorry for myself, i called my friend in cali to learn she had been kicked out of her house for getting a tongue ring. i twisted my own healing piercing and yelled at the obscenely slow drivers on four and felt a little better about my plight.

then i really made things better by treating me to a new not-only-wonderful-but-on-sale bathing suit and mints and a ton of chocolate because we-all-know-why [insert Meaningful Look here].

i am such a good boyfriend.

so now i'm eating chocolate and looking forward to wearing my hott (note: two t's to illustrate) bathing suit and charging my phone after gladly fending off inquiries about recent string of midnight phone calls, as those are the best kind and well-worth the ultimate third degree and tsk tsking...

now away i go and tomorrow to pittsburgh. shall be back again on friday. hooray for day trips. pray the padre and i get along and don't kill each other. i know i will be.

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