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synnoveaevaelToday.
Wait, I should back up.
Last night, I decided that since Squish was coming over, I should like, HIDE his gifts that are strewn about the living room.
So I decided the hall closet. Cause, sure, why not.
I open the closet and was like, attacked.
I needed my backpack anyway since I'm staying at Kim's after I see the Crimson Pirates.
So I empty my backpack (which was in the closet) and put the stuff in a NEW bag and go to put it in my closet.
I realize, "Shit. My wrapping paper is in there somewhere. Jared has thrown a ton of shit in there. I wonder if it's intact."
See, Jared, when he "cleans" throws things on top of things in the closet.
So, long story short (too late), I end up having him take out the air conditioners out of the closet, reorganizing it, find my wrapping paper (which was mostly okay) and restack everything in there.
Then I Wii'd to relax.
Went to bed at like, 1am? Something like that.
Now.
After that, I'm *assuming* my alarm went off.
And I'm *assuming* that I turned it off in my sleep.
I was tired.
So.
I woke up to JARED going "Nikki, you okay? Everyone's looking for you!"
And I see my clock.
11:30
AHHAHAHAAH!!
I'm supposed to BE HERE at 8:30.
But, granted they only noticed I wasn't here at 10:30, so hey, screw them ;)
Turns out, Heidi called his old club, Parsippany, then they gave her the Livingston number, she called them, they said that he wasn't working, so they wouldn't GIVE her the phone number, but they'd call him for her. So, finally Jared responded, called Heidi, gave her Janete's phone number.
Cause Heidi thought Janete might know the phone number for the people who bought my building so they'd ring my bell or something.
They all thought I was dead. I didn't answer my phone, cause it was in the living room, I was in a coma, yo.
So.
I got to work. After an APB to my friends had been put out on me. HAHAHAH....
I got here at 12:15. Score.
Wait, I should back up.
Last night, I decided that since Squish was coming over, I should like, HIDE his gifts that are strewn about the living room.
So I decided the hall closet. Cause, sure, why not.
I open the closet and was like, attacked.
I needed my backpack anyway since I'm staying at Kim's after I see the Crimson Pirates.
So I empty my backpack (which was in the closet) and put the stuff in a NEW bag and go to put it in my closet.
I realize, "Shit. My wrapping paper is in there somewhere. Jared has thrown a ton of shit in there. I wonder if it's intact."
See, Jared, when he "cleans" throws things on top of things in the closet.
So, long story short (too late), I end up having him take out the air conditioners out of the closet, reorganizing it, find my wrapping paper (which was mostly okay) and restack everything in there.
Then I Wii'd to relax.
Went to bed at like, 1am? Something like that.
Now.
After that, I'm *assuming* my alarm went off.
And I'm *assuming* that I turned it off in my sleep.
I was tired.
So.
I woke up to JARED going "Nikki, you okay? Everyone's looking for you!"
And I see my clock.
11:30
AHHAHAHAAH!!
I'm supposed to BE HERE at 8:30.
But, granted they only noticed I wasn't here at 10:30, so hey, screw them ;)
Turns out, Heidi called his old club, Parsippany, then they gave her the Livingston number, she called them, they said that he wasn't working, so they wouldn't GIVE her the phone number, but they'd call him for her. So, finally Jared responded, called Heidi, gave her Janete's phone number.
Cause Heidi thought Janete might know the phone number for the people who bought my building so they'd ring my bell or something.
They all thought I was dead. I didn't answer my phone, cause it was in the living room, I was in a coma, yo.
So.
I got to work. After an APB to my friends had been put out on me. HAHAHAH....
I got here at 12:15. Score.
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Re: long story short (too late)...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:04 pm (UTC)one plus two plus one plus two...
Re: long story short (too late)...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:11 pm (UTC)I-It-It--flame--flames . . . on the side of my face . . .
breathing . . . breathle, heaving, breaths... heaving...
Re: long story short (too late)...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:45 pm (UTC)oh man, i was gonna say that one...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:48 pm (UTC)Re: oh man, i was gonna say that one...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:50 pm (UTC)i love that movie. i need to own it.
Re: oh man, i was gonna say that one...
Date: 2006-12-15 08:55 pm (UTC)Re: oh man, i was gonna say that one...
Date: 2006-12-15 09:01 pm (UTC)