2003-05-08 | IT WAS A GAD DAY

Today was a weird day, but it turned out to be a really good one.

The other day we rediscovered ants in our apartment, so last night I picked up some traps. It usually takes 2-3 days, from my experience before it starts working, then you usually don't see them for a few months, or hopefully ever.

Of course, you have to set the traps near where you've been seeing the ants, which was right near our bed, for some reason.

So of course, when you set the traps, ants are immediately attracted to them, so at about 4am I felt one on me, and decided to go in the living room to sleep on the couch, which for some reason is always ant-free, even though all the eating in the house happens on or in front of the couch.

So I slept there for a few hours until Stephanie went to work at 7am.

I went back to bed, and today was one of those days where I kept waking up every hour, and I couldn't get out of bed. Everytime I woke up, I would look on the wall, and in the same spot, there would be another ant. I must've killed at least 8 this morning.

I ended up staying in bed to almost 12:30.

I woke up and ate some sushi I bought last night, and it was awful.

I went on the computer for a bit, and before I knew it, it was time to go to work.

Actually it was 5 minutes past the time when it's time for me to leave.

So I got ready quick, didn't shave, didn't brush my teeth (I know, gross, sorry) and started to gather my belongings. Right around this time I realized my wallet was nowhere to be found.

I was pretty sure it was somewhere in the house, but I didn't have time to look for it, so I just left home without it.

Then it took me 5 minutes to get out of the parking lot of my complex. Normally it takes me less than 30 seconds. Today was just one of those days....

About halfway to work, I recalled that when I came home last night, I kind of threw everything on the couch when I got home, and I assumed that the wallet was in the couch somewhere. I would check when I got home.

As I'm driving up the hill on the final minutes of my journey to work, I was shocked by the sound and feeling of something slamming into my head, as I accelarated up the street. It felt kind of like a little rock, but I had the feeling it was something else, plus I was nowhere near Arkansas.....(sorry bad joke)

I'm good at stuff like this-I could tell by the way that it hit me, that it had landed in the backseat area.

When I got to work, I opened up the back door, and sitting there right next to the back seat, on the floor, was a punch drunk bee. By the looks of him, if he was a human, he'd be a Kennedy. He was on his last limb, or stinger, or whatever, so I put him out of his misery with a stomp of my size 14 Payless work shoes. (I only use Payless, for work shoes, I'm not that lame.)

As soon as I got to work (appr. 2:03 pm), we were busy, and it didn't stop until I left at 10:00. Tonight was one of those strange nights where everybody wanted something strange. Some idiot wanted 3 poached eggs at fucking 8:30 pm. Even after I told them it would take approximately a fortnight to get there.

But at least it was busy enough to where the time went by quickly.

When I got home, I stopped by the mailbox.

I got Sports Illustrated, a phone bill (threatening to shut off my phone if I don't pay them the lump sum of...... SEVENTY DOLLARS! 70 dollars? I've owed Mafia men over 500, and had them to tell me to take my time on it. Who does Qwest think they are? Bastards.), some Columbia House thingy, and my Federal tax return, which I was in dire need of. Now I have extra money. To pay bills! But that means that my next pay check will be all mine. And whichever record store I decide to go to.

And to top it all off, I looked under the middle cushion of the couch, and there it was.....my wallet.

So I tried to find room between my 13 dollars in there, and stuffed my tax return check in there.

And I contemplated what might happen tomorrow.....

It won't be as horrible or as great as today.

But it should be a pretty decent one.

Things are pretty nice around here.

Peace.

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