It's midnight. I'll be honest, I've been drunk since 4 PM. It's been a good day.
Roomie had a fundraiser today. I don't know if I mentioned, but he's leaving for a month (July.) He is going to Lebanon to teach English to Palestinian Refugees. He'll be back in August. He might actually still be a few hundred short. Good luck to him.
Jordan showed up. I invited him, but I didn't think he'd come. I was at the the fund raiser and Jordan sent me a text asking the dress code. after advised, he arrived and I introduced him to my roomy and my neighbors(they showed up at my request too.) It was really nice. We had an excellent conversation. I amuses me that we both had been thinking this week that it's been a long fucking time since we've hung out. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one who admits that we are weird in that out marriage ended amiably. We just stood around talking forever. the wine might have helped.
Then I went to the bar and drank (a lot) more. with Jordan and my brother and eventually my friend, Liz, and her fiance. and here I am, midnight and drunk at home.
It's been a funny day. As mentioned previously, my ex-husband showed up to something. (weird) I came home and called my dad, but got my mom. I talked to my mom for a while. She's alright and is not having a terrible time in Western Kansas.
the important thing about the conversation with my mother. I was told today that if I go back to school in the fall they would buy me a "reliable" car. I might remind you that the Dodge Intrepid that they were letting me drive was supposed to be the, "reliable" car.
I suppose at this point I need to expound... A week ago the car over-heated a little over a week ago. I checked and found the reservoir for the coolant empty. I put some coolant in it and didn't think so much again. I checked the coolant periodically and called my dad a couple of times to let him know what was going on. A few days after overheating AI took it to Steph's house and it was smoking. I checked the coolant, I ran it at full AC idling in my driveway and driving around and it didn't give me any warnings except the windshield wiper fluid was low. I had literally just filled the wiper fluid.
I'm not car stupid. I thought that I had a leak in the line somewhere, but washer fluid is not an important aspect of it working. even with that, I stopped driving it. I drove my car which is perfectly acceptable for in the city. Then came the weekend. My parents called and wanted me to come out. I told them I don't have a car to get me there. They told me to just drive the Dodge, it will be fine. I start driving the dodge and 8 miles from my house, it is overheated. I try to make it home (there's a small story to that too) but the car dies about 2-3 miles from home. *GROAN* It turns out that the thermostat might have been bad so I might have been driving hot for a long time. the lines were melty or melted and probably the engine is done, all with almost no warning to me, and I feel shitty about it.
anyway, decent weekend, but the car is scrappable and now I'm told that if I'm back in school in the fall my parents will buy me a "reliable" car. Who decideds what is reliable is yet to be determined.
Anyway, I was drunk. I went home and drank some more and then I went to the bar. I was waiting for Jordan and Victor (my brother) and I sat a a table. The woman at the table next to me introduced herself as bar people do. she liked my handshake and told me to apply for a job..............at her call center. JESUS FUCK I cannot get away from it. ;~;
