I've got such a raging clue right now.

Guh.

Been staying at Mike's 'cause we've been ridesharing to work until he gets paid tonight. Plus I couldn't afford gas to go home what with only having a dollar to my name until Friday. Awesome. But I got an advance on mom's phone bill money, so now I can chill the fuck out.

Couch Tour was cool. Puyallup is NOT. I had to drive down the road to go get some Monsters and a beer for Pepper (HEH) and it seriously took me like 30 minutes to get there and back to the South Hill Mall. The roads are ridiculous and there's WAY too much shit jam-packed into that stupid city. And the other suckage about the day was that I left my phone at Mike's when we left like an IDIOT. Of course, it had died, so I charged it up and found some lovely messages that I'm not even gonna get into here. Sometimes shit just happens, sir.

Not that you ever read this.

I dunno. Something's gotta fucking give or this isn't gonna last much longer. And I don't know if that relieves or terrifies me at this point. I'm very, very confused.

Anyhow. Back to what I was saying. After Puyallup we had to drop Pepper off at USC, which was being held at WaMu Theater. So we were stuck in some sort of game traffic. ON EMPTY. For like an hour and a half. Mike was exhausted and eventually fell asleep, which left me to fend for myself as far as getting onto northbound I-5 went. I was scared shitless, but I made it. And we made it all the way to the AMPM on 4th in Marysville. On empty. My car is fucking amazing.

Today. Gotta go pick up smokes and then pick up Mike around 5-ish. Then... I dunno. I might attempt to get a hold of Terry's ass later and go see him. Hopefully I can get a hold of him before he goes to his class.

I gotta go fight with my hair and then take off. Wooo.