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I do care.

My feet are just numb, and it's late and I have shit to do.

Aside from the car bullshit, it was a pretty good opening weekend :)

So.Fucking.Tired.

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Okay.

How about a REAL update?

Friday:

The sisters Da Rocha came to my job so I could drive Zhannette & myself up to Kiiim's.

Stopped off at faire on the way cause. Well. We could.

Ended up seeing Kiiim there and harassing Beffany thoroughly.

After a couple hours of putzing, we went to ShopRite to get a few things for our weekend and whatnot. Spent too much money. Bought pizzzzaaaa.

Went to Kiiim's and harassed the housemates and everyone else who showed up. Drank. Woo.

Saturday:

The insanity to go to faire ensued. Lots o' people in that house getting ready at the same time makes for.. entertainment.

Waited on the line of DOOM for my faire pass. Jesus. Did the flower thing. We all got awesome rose pens & Pixie Stix from SupaJew! Yayyyy!

I sucked so bad Saturday with my rose sales. Heh. But, I saw lots o' people and had fun :)

Squish looked SOOO handsome!! He had his archer hood on, his brigadine armor on, black pants, longbow and quiver. With his full beard, Mordread didn't even recognize him. I'm dating such a handsome man.

Leaving faire, my feet were KEEELLLING me, but Kiiim was in way more pain, so I went to get my car to pick her and Zhannette up, cause Zhannette was broken too.

On the way making my uturn in front of the office, I went to drive over a small patch of grass and heard the *worst* metallic crunchie noise of pain. I drove over a tree stump hobo and HEMMORAGED oil. I drove my car to Kiiim's as soon as I could with a white cloud of smoke trailing me. :(

Got to Kiiim's safely and collapsed into Squish's arms, sobbing like a retard. I was sooo upset. I'm still not pleased.

Kiiim gave me some cash because she's upset about me being upset about my car. She didn't really need to do that, really, but she's so sweet. She's a great friend and bosslady.

Ended up slipping into a coma after dinner (thank you Squish & Bill!!!!!!) while everyone else played beer pong. I vaguely recalled someone getting double cupped in the beginning of a game.

Sunday:

I was a puffy mess. Murphy and his laws were FUCKING WITH ME HARDCORE. I had some TMFI things going on with my body, couldn't find my head scarf (still can't) and couldn't find my wide toothed comb (which I found when we went to leave) and I was just on the verge of tears every 3 seconds. That made putting on eye make up difficult. *sigh*

But I got to site very late, and began my duties. Later in the day I finally hit my niche. It's not a gimmich or a schtick so much as it's a niche of comfort with playtrons, paytrons, boothies and rennies. I found some regulars and let them know I wouldn't be around for a couple weeks but I'd be back and then I would be more than happy to help them out.

And I had some of Mama Ruth's FANTASTICLY AWESOME DELICIOUS cherry apple cobbler. *drools* Holy crap. Mmm... She's awesome. I love her. Bethany (no, not that Beffany) fed us all by spoon out of a big bowl. Heh.

OH!!! And Candace of the printmakers (used to be in the Highland Magic Wand shop which moved to where Wolfgaard was) made me this AWESOME sign that simply says "Free Delivery". I hung it around my neck and it bounces off my boobs. Which is what everyone is looking at regardless of how GORGEOUS our roses are (and omfg, we had some beauts this weekend).

WELL. That totally fucking helped. I don't know what it did, but it was a prop and something for people to read and it just fucking rocked. YAAAAY CANDACE! I gave her a bunch of my petals from rose pruning for her prints. She's awesome.

Then we got a new addition to the household. Kiltcheck. He's an anole, oh, excuse me, baby dragon, and he's adorable. Kiltcheck is a ladies man. He eats crickets and katidids like it's his job. OH wait. It is. Firenze thinks he's a toy for her.

Jared rocked by coming FROM work, to work at faire on Sunday even though he didn't need to, just so Squish didn't have to drive Zhannette & me down and then back home. I'd have been a nervous wreck. And he made some money too! So it's all good.

Car situation:

Bwian rocks too. He's gonna tow my car (with Squish's assistance) to Dawson's Motors today. Shit should cost like, $200. HAHAH! Bye bye Pennsic fund. *sigh* BUT! They're saving me a bundle by towing it themselves. Thanks guys!!!

If I'm lucky, I'll get my car back FRIDAY, so they say. *worries* This is making my already neuroticness worse.

Wee!

Happy Birthday lord_strider & casesensative!!!

heh.

According to the "Which Big Lebowski character are you?" quiz:

Why don't you check it out? Or we cut off your Johnson!

Ya know...

It sucks being carless.

And being stuck at work till your ride can come and get you.

(I'm thankful I *have* a ride).

But the worst part?

I forgot my book.

*sigh*

*wants to go home*