So for the longest time in my life, the only gambling card game I knew was poker, or the “cigarettes” of gambling. As of last night, I have official moved onto harder stuff: High Low Jack, or the “marijuana” of gambling. I already have a win to my record and a cool nickname- “Urgent Emma.” And I have successfully managed to win some money from my kidnappers, so I payed them some money to let me use the internet and post. Well, until my release, stay cool everyone.
I’m sending my last goodbye from the road. That’s right, we’ve got a fully loaded Chevy TrailBlazer and we’ve taken off. I’m not quite sure when I’ll be back. These masked men who captured me still haven’t talked. I am pretty sure, however, that this is the last time I’ll get to post until I get back. Keep the site nice for me!
I have been seriously noticing my lack of money lately. I babysat earlier this evening, but not for very long. The amount I got was good for the time, but I know I’ll just go spend it on some random do-dad and I’ll be back at square one. Bah. No more spending money on stupid useless things! The only movie this summer that hasn’t come out already that I actually want to see is Legally Blonde 2, so I’ve been trying to stay away from the movie theaters via Blockbuster. I have about $16. I need to save. Grrrr. Okay, I apologize about the ranting, but I need to have it in writing (or typing) somewhere so I remember.
Random stuff: made a big update to Crush today, Happy Father’s Day!, and tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. She’s very distraut about entering her mid 20’s. Hehe. Just kidding. Oh, and The Pianist was a very depressing, very long movie. Not recommended.
This week I am living out a dream. Yes, I am attending Driver’s Education. It has been my lifelong goal to be able to take a week out of summer, sit in a classroom taking notes about driving, and then pimp around my hometown in cars with “STUDENT DRIVER” written all over them. So, if you see me driving on the streets of Franklin this week and I’m crying, they’re really tears of joy. Just look at all the fun the students have! I just keep thinking about all the note-taking, video-watching, and car looking-at-ing that I’m going to be doing this week. I can’t wait. I just can’t contain my excitement.
A couple of days ago I was watching a women’s PBA match on television, and I thought, “Oh, cool! Girls bowling! Awesome!” And I always kind of thought it would be cool to join the women’s PBA tour. Not so much. All the girls were wearing shorts with pantyhose. And not cute little wihoo! shorts, they were mom shorts. And they were all muttering to theirselves before each shot. “You can do this, kiddo…. c’mon… keep the arm up…” And all of them were either really ugly, or trying to wear as much makeup as possible that they were ugly by default. So if I’m going to have to loose all sense of style, become schizophrenic, and wear makeup that makes me look like a hooker, I think I’m going to have to pass on the whole being a professional bowler thing.