yes... hmm.... today...

it was rather interesting. i got a wake-up call from McP, asking if i wanted to come over to her place to fill out the latest SOU forms. i told her i'd give her a call when i woke up (it was around 9.30 when she called, what did she expect?!). slept for another 2 hours, then Anya and Mam were making lots of noise yelling back and forth (Anya was on the computer right outside my door, Mam was in the kitchen, and they could've met somewhere in the middle and not yelled, but noooo, they had to be lazy and converse at 90 decibels... gah!). so, i gave up and crawled out of bed.

Drove Anya around for awhile, popping Tic Tacs like there was no tomorrow (2.5 packs in the span of about 4 hours.... hey, they taste better than throat slime :D), went over to McP's, went shopping for the Birthday Extravaganza Queen (see list item 1... i lobe you, awneea) and another individual whose birthday is coming up in a few weeks...

oh, before i go do something thrilling like sleep, i wanted to document a conversation i had earlier... it was classic:

setting: in Volvo. characters: Meghan, and little sister Anya.

Me: hey, guess what! only 110 more miles until this baby hits the big 150!

Anya: what?

Me: the 150,000-mile mark.

Anya: cool, it'll do that when i get it then!

Me: no, it's going to probably roll over in the next few days.

Anya: yeah, and my birthday is this friday, which is when i get it.

Me: noooo... you get the car when i leave town.

-end of scene-

Anya, darling, the car is mine until the 21st of September at 11.59 pm. I will teach you to drive it, but until that moment, it's mine. sorry, kiddo. well, not really. cheers!