My mother is apparently where I get my manic streak from. I thought it was a mental defect all my own, but apparently I inherited it. Cool. Even cooler that I never noticed it when I was younger.

She wanted me to go out to strath. to get my stuff, and I didn't get a hold of the person who had it. She still had to drag me 15 min into the city, when the drive out to Strath. is 45min from there. If it were half way or something I could understand the mighty need to go half way, but as it was I was having a lot of trouble explaining why it was silly. I love her anyway.

Good news: I am a whole person again. Got my license and all that jazz. Which is apparently a major pain in the ass to replace if you don't have any information. Funny that bureaucracy does indeed run full circle. I also got to see my best friend before his gf moved in with him. Its like me and her have a total love hate thing with her but only hate when my best friend is around. I guess she's jealous of how well we get along or something. *shrug*

Bad news: My former roommate stole my wallet and my birth certificate, mp3 player, data stick, phone, and all sorts of other stuff that I'm not really sure why. He also deleted my gmail accounts for spite so I guess I'll just accept it.

Stuff got rocky (he got a DUI with my uninsured car that he should not have been driving, and was not man enough to help me pay for the sizable ticket when I covered his ass so he didn't get a stolen vehicle criminal charge) so I left, and I guess I should never stay logged into anything.

You live, you learn. You choke, your sucking too hard. :D