my car was stolen

well, not really but in my dream it was. and i was quite happy. i lived in san francisco and i went to find my car parked where it had been parked the night before but it wasn't anywhere. that's what happens when you drive to santa cruz for cookies on a sunday night, proceed to eat 2 cookies with milk, and then fall asleep reading (no offense to my exciting reading material) on a comfy bed with brand new dirty sheets. perhaps the dream comes to me because i've really been wanting to get the new volvo xc-70 and i've been wanting to move to the city.

this weekend, my gift subscription from aunt b proved to be the gift that keeps on giving. they sent me a brief survey and it had $1 in the envelope. i was happy to have received $1 in what i would've ordinarily disregarded as junk mail and tossed- maybe that's what they mean by the term lucky bum- lucky is the bum that can find all the glamour surveys in the garbage containing crisp $1 bills! i took the survey because i felt guilty for them giving me $1 if i was just going to toss it. besides, after the doctorate survey at work, i now know the importance of a high response rate. they said they chose a select group to take the survey and that made me feel special though i'm sure it was just a ploy to do just that.

amanda and i are supposed to hike after work so i hope our plan pans out. i'm sure i'll be very winded after climbing that hill since i slept and cleaned all weekend, neither offered a cardiac workout, especially since roo did most of my cleaning. ralph and i managed to squeeze in 2 movies...wimbeldon (b+: good date movie) and forgotten (c: i expected an ending with punch but i was let down).

i had some major electrical difficulties in my place last night and the electrician finally solved the problem- yay, i now have power beyond 3 lights- sorry d&d, we'll have to celebrate the bday sometime this week. i am happy to say that after hiking i will go home to a fully-powered unit. :)

the pres. debate is this thursday and i can't wait. pizza my heart take out, here i come!

Comments

[connie]

my car was stolen! on monday...can you believe some bastard out there wants my '91 nissan maxima?!!! i was startled enough to take the day health. we'll just call it a mental health day...C

[Amanda]

Can't believe anyone would take a Maxima. That's like the least like stolen car. The bastard must have been blind and thought it was a Civic... Hope you'd find it or better yet the insurance would pay you more for that car than what you actually paid for :)