November/December 2004
12/15/04:    To those of you who think I am kidding when I say my life sucks...   Ha! Get this shit... Yesterday I was having a fairly decent day... My boyfriend and I ate Chinese and he got my mom some cool Christmas presents. (Stuff she'll need/use in her new house.) This past weekend we had spent at my mom's new place and had seen 'Ocean's 12'. So, I was in a good mood. When we got back to the apartment we went to put the stuff JCC had bought for my mom in my car. Went up to the driver's side (it was parked at a meter) -- and I about puked. Someone had fucking  HIT MY CAR. Driver's door you can't even open, left blinker smashed, front end corner is wiped, passenger door dented, metal by the front tire dented in, side rear view hanging on by a thread... And I without insurance! For fucks' sake... I did have a neat little card from the cops in my door. Then last night I had to work overnight. At 10:30PM I get in my car - I hear my car grinding and something on the passenger side making a weird noise. Great. So I turn around and try to call into work. "We have a double truck and NEED you to be here." I got to work, but now what? I have no insurance and I NEED a damn car! This blows...


11/19/04:    What to do, where to live, everything smells like smoke       I haven't written any ramblings in freakin' FOREVER! I usually opt for my journal, but seeing as that gets read by my boyfriend, why not... I recently moved to the Spartan area and am just confused as to what I am doing. My boyfriend and I broke up a few day after the house thing, but almost the next day we went on a "Jess trip". Meaning - almost no planning, just spontanious journeys. This one led us to the magical state of New York where we stayed in a hotel in New Jersey. Then we went to the Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero, Wall Street (the bull), an old church, Ellis Island, etc... Then we went to Niagra Falls and spent the night up there and from there we spent the day in Toronto. We get back and I guess his "I love you" flame had been re-lit after I had already asked for a transfer. Now he wants me to stay here w/him and our other two roommates. Which - I like them and  location is alright. I dunno -- I am going crazy I think. (Not really) Today I applied to 6 places looking for a second or better first job. I need to get back into my Graphics. Dangit! And my winter coat, which I actually found in all the destruction of the house still smells like smoke.
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