2004-11-20 - 10:42 p.m.
what happened today:
i woke up at nine to drive to my parent's house. my dad was going to buy me a new set of tires that will have traction in snow. (a good thing in wisconsin.) on the way there, i listened to david sedaris read his book me talk pretty one day.
dad and i dropped off the car, and went q-doba for lunch. i tried to seem comfortable and energetic. we did talk some, and that was good. he seemed to like my david sedaris cds. we also spent some comic moments at tjmaxx, where i bought pajamas for brian and dad picked out some really cheap designer ties and socks.
turns out that the tires we ordered were the wrong size. the jackass that bought my car before me put sports rims on it, so that there is inconveniently practically no snow-friendly tire to fit the wheels. argh. so now dad has to spend almost 200 dollars more for some special thang, and i have to wait another week for my safety tires.
**shudder** thinking about my car gliding sideways across the snow like a drunken ballerina.
mom took me shopping afterwards for jeans. i spent so much of her money. yikes. i have to adjust my consumption habits. as a school teacher, i will make about half of what she makes. and brian won't have much to add to that. i got jeans, a black top, brown corduroys, and some striped chinos. OH GOD and some FUCKING ORGASMIC SHOES FROM ALDO, my own personal heaven. aldos makes me understand how other women love shopping so much. oooooh allllddooooh...
had dinner with the parents. found out my dad has an abstract published in a pharmeceutical journal. (go dad!) felt guilty about leaving and not staying the night. looked at dad's new stupid plasma screen that cost 3000 dollars when he should have bought his fat ass a treadmill for half the cost. looked at mom's new recipe filing system.
REALIZED I COULD BE IN MED SCHOOL BY NOW. but more on that in my next entry.
its hard to write these "here's what happened" entries. so much left out. too tiresome. giftwrapping. feeling fat in mirrors. horrorific glimpses of thighs from the rearview perspective. eating scallops and goat cheese. choosing a silly token gift for someone who hopefully will write me a letter of recommendation. ten minutes on the lateral thigh trainer. best intentions.
