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Because I said so, that's why. Now stop asking questions. How long has it been since I've written? Huh, I think about three days. I've been busy doing absolutely nothing. Well, mostly. That is because we had been car-less for a week. Mom got her car back and we got our mail from our overly stuffed post office box and went out to eat. I inhaled my dinner and the sweet taste of freedom. And very nearly flipped off the rude guy behind the glass grilling steaks. He kept staring. I used the look my Dad always referred to when he said I was meaner than a junkyard dog. It worked twice, for about 15 minutes each time. I must be losing my touch. My Uncle finally said we needed to haul ass before I got in a fist fight with the guy, so we did. He was just lucky, the creepy bastard. I could have made him cry. Easily. I can make car dealers cry. I've done it before. Mwahahahaha. Fear my evil ability to be a bitch. Okay so where was I. Oh yeah. Tomorrow I am marching in to my post office box, and my Ged registration papers had better be deposited in my hot little hands. They have till exactly tomorrow to deliver it on time. I expect it there waiting for me in a shiny wrapper, proclaiming it's undying love for me. I deserve that. I'm going to ace that mofo. On the first try. Because I'm just good like that. Being supreme queen of my little world justifies that the Ohio General Equivalency Diploma agree with me and bend to my will. I'm having a good time, for no reason whatsoever. Don't you love when that happens? Yeah baby. Rock on with your bad selves, you crazy people. Have a great weekend. |