I had a crappy encounter today.
Normally I would give the reader's digest version, but I think it will do me good to get it all out. I've still got bad vibes churning inside me.

So here we go. From the top:
My car registration expires this month, so my to-do list for this week includes getting my car inspected. Before taking it in, I knew it had a brake light out. Best be fixing it or I'll waste a trip to the car inspector guy. I bought the bulbs like two months ago, but I'm lazy and never got around to actually changing it. I dug out my one and only screwdriver and attempted to change the light. Lo and behold, I'm a girl and I can't figure out how to get the stupid light cover off so I can change the bulb.
So naturally, I call my dad.
If I come over, will you show me how to fix it?
Yes.
I'm here.
Ok, I'll be out in a few minutes.

Now we reach the climax.
I'm sitting in my car, engine running, listening to the radio, playing with my camera, minding my own FREAKING business.
I notice two men walk past my car. I look up and notice a BMW SUV parked directly behind me. Blocking me in.
Mr. I'm-so-tough-and-badass-in-my-BMW-and-pink-shirt glances at me for a moment and walks towards the building.
Um, HELLO??? Do you not see me? Do you not see my car? It's the purple Corolla parked in front of you!
So I get out at yell after him.
Um, hello? You're parked behind me.
You're in my spot.
*I look around at the seven or so empty spots on either side of me*
Oh, sorry. I was just waiting for someone.
Well, I guess I'll move my car then.
*He marches back to the BMW*

Soooo, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that specific parking spot had #$&@*!& written all over it. Sorry I was in your spot, but you didn't have to be a jerk about it.

Dear Mr. BMW,
I would just like you to know that I took the high road. I was to the point of exploding with anger and I walked away.
You have absolutely no idea how much self restraint it took for me not to slash your tires. You were an ass.

S

Yes, I've been MIA. In VEGAS, BABY!







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I really don't MEAN to be neglectful. It just happens...

And to be quite honest, I don't really have exciting things to blog about. I guess all I can do is fill you in on the not-very-exciting details of my life.

My brake pads had to be replaced. They were pretty much worn down to paper thickness.

I ran into a high school friend I haven't seen in awhile. She had two children with her and they first thing she said when she saw me was, "Hi! These aren't mine."
I'm pretty sure I laughed at that.

I had a slumber party with Sophie. We rented The Jungle Book (the live people version), shared a chocolate cream pie shake from Sonic (Mmmmm), and squished in my bed all night. (I was shoved against the wall and she complained that she was falling off. She's like two inches wide. I really didn't think it would be that hard to fit us both.)

I went to the mall four times this week. I've got a very specific shopping list for Vegas next week and only small chunks of time in which to purchase these items. I must say though, I'm very proud of my progress.
I have a mission. My fashion life has taken a nosedive over the last two years. Ever since I started dispatching, I pretty much wear one of two things. My gawdawful uniform or pajamas. All I want to do on my days off is be comfortable. Comfortable does NOT equal cute.
I want to change things. I've purchased a variety of cute, quirky, and trendy items to jazz up my wardrobe. There is absolutely NO excuse for me looking dumpy whilst on vacation. If you catch me doing so, I expect a flogging from someone. (That means YOU!)

TIIIMEOUT!!!

How did I forget this?!?! The biggest news EVER!!

I got a new lens!
(Ok, I know what you're saying. You're saying that you've heard this before, but this time is a little different. This is the MACK DADDY of all lenses.)

NOW I remember why I haven't told you. I was going to take some pretty photos with it to show off what it can do. I DID actually take some photos of Chloe, but I haven't gotten around to editing them. Hopefully one of these days...
Just know that I can die happy now. I've found the meaning of life. It is owning this lens.


One minor note for anyone who cares, the official countdown is as follows: 4 days till Cali, 6 days till Vegas!