ya DIG?

I feel weird today...the day has gone by kind of hazily and I feel like I haven't really been all there...ya dig?
I just had to fill out the accident report for my car crash that happened last week. I would tell the story but it is extremely long, so I'll just give the abridged version: I was driving with Emily by GPS and this guy (who I am almost positive was under the influence of SOMETHING) hit me on the back bumper...he got out, apologized, then left to go "up to the mountain." I called the police and apparently that guy already had out like 5 warrants for his arrest...it's called karma, Cameron Nessle. If that IS your real name.
Oh well, anyway. I'm so excited about the weekend, but in a weird way. I really DON'T want to do anything for Halloween, and I know that's really lame of me and whatever, but I have been so so busy lately all I want to do is stay home, turn off all the porch lights so people will think I'm not home, and watch Mean Girls as many times as I can stay awake for. HEA-VEN.
Also, there is a rave at Contrapasso/a (which one is it?) on Saturday night. The flyer I received about it was very clear about the no drug/alcohol rule, so that obviously means that there will be drugs/alcohol there...can't wait for Amy to breathalize me when I walk through the door. kaythanxbai

teenage wasteland

Well, I just got this thing...I don't really know what to say. I am at a loss. I feel awkward writing this, like one of those 40 year old Best Buy workers who sits around her house writing about her Aunt Wilma's diabetes and her cats.

Jake got one and reading his constant documentation compelled me to do the same. He is like, hilar though...I wonder if anyone will even READ this...probs not.

God, aren't abbreves just the best?? They are so totes amaze.

I just thought of something interesting that happened last night. I was in the car with my dad, and my iPod was playing through the stereo. The song "Baba O'Riley" by The Who came on, and my dad started singing along, which was painful in and of itself. But then, he started saying how much he "loved the song Teenage Wasteland" and how "Teenage Wasteland" was one of The Who's best songs. So, I argued that no, actually, the song is not called teenage wasteland, but is actually called Baba O'Riley. I told my dad I didn't KNOW why it was called that, I guess it's just one of those random song titles that have nothing to do with the song itself, but the title of it was NOT Teenage Wasteland. My dad and I continued to argue about it (he pulled that whole, "I was a teenager when this song came out" bs on me....shut up dad) and then I showed him that my iPod said Babe O'Riley and NOT Teenage Wasteland. He just looked at it and goes..."That's wrong. That must be the album title."
...Yes dad. I am sure that iTunes, one of the most comprehensive music industries in the world, must have been mistaken when they added this to their store and listed someone's random NAME instead of the actual song title. You're so right. How wrong of me to doubt you.
NOT.

Well that's all I can think of for now...I think I'll go try this thing called homework...I've heard a lot about it...