07.09.08

And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.

if we had started repairing the wall even just a day earlier, maybe there'd be a chance i could get away with it but as it stands, no fucking chance. now i'm going to have to explain to my mom why kevin is in our basement painting the wall (assuming we're lucky enough to get to that stage by the time they get back)

for all i know they could be back by tomorrow afternoon, they just told me "oh, by the end of the week"


seriously i'm on verge of implosion. today i rear ended a car by whole foods, it was a pretty hard impact but through some trickery neither of our cars was damaged (save for a paint chip) and to top it off the driver was a priest from vienna presbyterian which makes me 2 for 2 in the "accidents with religious people" he asked if it was my first accident and i lied and said yes which made him take even more pity on me since i was on the verge of blubbering in my business casual OTB attire right there on the sidewalk, never a more pathetic sight. good news though in that he said he doesnt tihnk he'll pursue anything because the damage was so miniscule.

this concludes the end of the thrilling "anne marie is freaking out" diary entires.

mainly because I WILL BE DEAD IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS.

ratherbored at 22:36

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