Wrasslin'

Oct 16, 2001
today was a big hairball of frustration. from beginning to end. this morning my car wouldn't start so i had to jump it. ran some errands, played with my fancy new camera, ate lunch. blah.

do you think that anybody has ever walked out of the dmv with anything but a sour look on their face? today i stood in line at the municipal court for an hour waiting my turn to pay a $10 "oops i forgot my annual car inspecion" fee. (pretty much a dmv-esque experience) i got up there and the ticket wasn't entered into the computer yet. such a waste of time. gah! so i get to do it all over again.

julie visited on her fancy new motorscooter. she is a big bad biker now, so you best watch out! i took pictures of her on it. i hope they come out good. she let me drive it too. vroom vroom! that was really fun.

natasha came over and we wrestled. i'm happy to say that the bleeding has stopped and the swelling has gone down. (and you think i'm kidding). heh heh heh.

my cell phone is in shambles. the flippy-up part came completely off. the only thing connecting it to the phone is the dangley little wire. i'm sad. that's my first cell phone ever and i don't wanna have to buy a new one. looks that way though. i think i've been missing calls too. i'm such a sentimental fool. it's just like "old yeller" .. except with more plastic and less golden retriever.

and what austin evening is complete without a good old-fashioned rock show? i met julie and kim at the ut ballroom for a free spoon show. (side note: they're on superchunk's label). i ran into david (a guy i know from a furniture store as well as a new-years party) and jaime (a late-night coffee-drinkin internet buddy). austin is so small. it really makes my day randomly seeing people that i know. the show rocked out pretty good. i didn't realize how much i liked em until they played a few of their really popular songs. yummy.

the post-rock-show nite-cap consisted of sipping coffee at spiderhouse with julie and kim. my damn car wouldn't start afterwards. i hope you all never have to endure the supreme embarassment of jumping a car off of a motor-scooter battery. god damn. naughty, naughty altima.

so after girl-talk i swung over to the friendly neighborhood grocery store for the following items:

1) petroleum jelly
2) steel wool
3) distilled water
and
4) a hagen daas caramel ice cream bar on-a-stick

i'll let you perverts figure out the rest.