Guess how each of these stories ended!
- You know that new car that my parents bought? The one that they keep in the driveway, stare at with longing smiles and tears of joy in their eyes? Right, the first new car they've owned. Someone (who will remain nameless, but shares an allele with me) borrowed it without permission and took it to the city.. [here's the part where you come in. Go ahead. Guess. You'll probably be right]
- We're supposed to have people over this weekend (including but not limited to the aforementioned sibling and his beloved and absolutely adorable other half) but the Praxis II National Teaching Exam is offered again tomorrow. The Praxis people haven't bothered to distribute the results of the one that B took over a month ago so... [see those dots? Those are your cue.]
- The client I've been "working with" since I arrived at my new job 5 weeks ago, has ceased communicating with me. Completely. NewBoss has brought to my attention that I have 90 days to "prove myself", which is rather difficult when the client won't return your calls...
- Thanks to Scott's brilliance, and some 29 Prellings, the pink in my head has finally begun to succomb to a more humanesque color. Whew. Hey but remember those greys that caused me to dye my hair in the first place...?
What? No. No, you can't have an ice cream sandwich, too. Don't be piggy. Put that down.