The morning was okay, nothing too special other than some enjoyment with the new Batman game, as well as a bowl of Cocopuffs and extraneous eBay shopping. I wanted to spend the day cleaning out my car, like intense cleaning. I cleaned the windshield, vacuumed, dusted, wiped down, and even went as far as taking the thirty minutes it took to unscrew my seat and remove that, cleaning thoroughly underneath it. My project went so long, I missed my first class, so I went inside to make some soup. In what I am calling an act of God, (or maybe the devil), my cell phone, which was under the cabinet, away from anything and everything, would still not be safe.... that is, from me opening the cabinet, and having a bottle of hot sauce fall, hit the counter, actually bounce, non shattering, and then landing a second time on my phone that was hidden and tucked underneath the normal drop zone, resulting in a severe dent and cracks that created a web of anger over my Droid. Why? Why? Why? The odds of that happening, are so rare, I assure you that couldn't happen again if I tried. Someone wants me to get a new phone...
The stress of my phone makes me realize I have a short essay due for Spanish class (I'm still going to this one), so I hustle to my computer and do the essay. Bill Gates and his Microsoft Word program are racist; I say this because Word is the most unfriendly and ignorant word processor when it comes to a foreign language. Long live Apple.
I was running late, so I sped off to class, forgetting about the loose seat. The minute I stepped on the gas, I nearly flipped backward, almost causing a horrific accident. I can see the eyewitness statements.... "Yah, he just stepped on the gas and then did like a back flip in his car... just disappeared." I had to drive to school in what felt like a rocking chair on wheels. If I would have gotten in an accident, I would have died. Not even the seat belt could save me. Spanish class came and went, very short class, and I killed time in the lab before going to Chads. (Ahh, it was my last supper at Mcdonalds as well.... November 1st my healthy spree begins).
A perfect way to end a stressful day. Juice, pizza, eggs, and a fun game that lasted until 1:00AM. I was laughing so hard I lost my voice, and even as I type this, my throat is still coarse.
Chad - "A nose in need keeps the boogies away".
Mike - "Chad, this is why you should NOT work in marketing".
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