New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Little Squaw: Where a good girl goes to rant.
Long time no Squaw.
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
So yesterday Gilly drops me off at the bus (because I would not be coming home via bus that evening)...and the bus was 1.5 hours late.

Ugh.

When I called Gilly to tell him the bus had arrived he told me, "Well things can only get better from here!"

When everyone was seated the driver asked everyone who had just gotten on to come forward to get their ticket, because we are all getting a free ride because of the inconvenience. Now that would be a bit of mess wouldn't it? Forty people trying to get to the front. Plus it would cause additional delays. Everyone opted in to pick the ticket up when we exited.

Then while on the Turnpike we came to a complete stop and pulled over to side. We were told by the bus driver that the bus had been rear ended by a Miata. That's like a rhino getting hit by a bug!!!

So Gilly was wrong, huh?

The remainder of the day was spent preparing for leaving to go to Philly.

I had escort two RW kids who for the record were very polite and well behaved.

I ended up sharing a car with one of them on the way home and dropping her off at a club to meet her boyfriend.

Aren't I nice?

posted by JustKeepMum on 9:10 AM