Boy. What a weekend. When I came in to work today somebody was saying they wished it was Friday and I thought “… no way. I need this week to finish recovering!” Wheeeeeee.
Friday night me and Jeff went out really late cause he had to work. We went to The Sapphire (why do these types of places never have websites? srsly) cause that’s where my buddy from work works on the weekends. He got me a free drink, yay! It was a cute place. A little bit loud for normal conversation, but that is probably the point hehe. Afterward we talked with Ricky for a while, then went to have food cause I was le hungry. I love IHOP! :D
Then we had to get up early Saturday to take Vinz to training class. We just kind of had a review. Apparently my dog is training himself cause I haven’t worked with him at home as often as I should (I know, bad Katie :X) but he’s learning everything anyway. Cool. Now if only I could get him to mellow out a little lot.
Then after training I went with Hilary and Paula and Amber and we met some other dolly people at the Volk’s store which is a totally bad idea haha. I was good though and hardly spent any money at all unlike *ahem* some people ahahaha :D Google got us lost on the way there by telling us to get off the freeway on an exit that doesn’t even exist, wtf? Anyway, after Volk’s we all went to Mimi’s Cafe, which I totally do not recommend to anybody. The lemonade, and the brown bready-cakey thing that they brought out was good, but the food was sooooooo gross. Hilary actually sent hers back, that’s how bad it was, and I just kind of suffered through my caesar salad, because honestly, if you can’t make a decent caesar salad there is just no hope for any of your other food. Also, my blueberry muffin was insanely unimpressive.
So yes. After that we raced back to Hilary’s house so that Paula would not be too horribly late to babysitting and then me and Amber hung out there for awhile. Then I went home and I changed my clothes and did my makeup and stuck my emo-hat on my head because my hair was being retarded, and I totally forgot to take pictures for the day, oops.
Anyway then I stole Jeff’s car and drove a really really REALLY long way down Burbank Blvd (I honestly thought the 405 was a lot closer to my house than it is) and rolled in neutral down the freeway for awhile.. it’s great, the 405 is at enough of a downward angle that if you hit the gas until you hit 70, you can roll for MILES. Then I hit traffic and actually had to drive the rest of the way to Culver City. Went to my friends house, we went out with a bunch of his friends.. I had 1 AMF too many, bleh. Was in no condition to really walk, let alone drive my butt home so I had to crash there.
Got up in the morning, walked to the car… the tire I told Jeff needed to be replaced weeks ago is totally wasted. Flat as can be. No hopes of fixing it. Jeremy tried to change it but apparently the car takes a special key to get the tire off and I didn’t have it. So AAA came and informed me that I wasn’t going to be able to drive that far on a donut anyway. They offered to take me someplace that could get the tire off and sell me a new one and I was like “Pffft. I’m not saving Jeff the trouble of getting a new tire. Tow it home please, he can deal with it.” I was annoyed because EVERY TIME I tell Jeff he needs to do something and he doesn’t do it, it’s ME that has to deal with the fallout. My AAA covers me for 3 tows up to 100 miles so I took advantage of that. The tow truck left the car half a block up from the house and I have no idea what Jeff is going to do about it.
So that was a life experience, I’d never been towed before. I probably would have rather kept it that way but oh well. I went home and took a nap and played lots of video games, and now I am recovering. That is all.