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cimorenemom called me in the middle of the season one queer as folk where brian skips babysitting to go to the leather ball. she needed my little sister's social security number, and asserted that it was somewhere in a file cabinet drawer ('the top of one of the [four] file cabinets!') marked 'important papers.' needless to say, such a drawer did not exist; it was in the one labeled 'financial records,' not with the other social security cards but with some twenty-year-old health reports from dad's childhood. no, i wasn't thorough; i found it by accident.
since (back to queer as folk) i had rented volumes four and six instead of four and five by mistake, i returned four and got five. it was pouring rain, so to reward myself for the trek to the video store [and finding the ssn], i bought the chamber of secrets dvd [fully intending to charge it to mom]. it was cheap [$13], being pre-viewed. i only realized yesterday that we still don't own sorcerer's stone. will no doubt have to go to target, or wal-mart, for that.
i spent fifty dollars on groceries last night only to discover that, for the first time in my life, we're out of olive oil. i had to make a greek pasta salad with canola. boo.
since (back to queer as folk) i had rented volumes four and six instead of four and five by mistake, i returned four and got five. it was pouring rain, so to reward myself for the trek to the video store [and finding the ssn], i bought the chamber of secrets dvd [fully intending to charge it to mom]. it was cheap [$13], being pre-viewed. i only realized yesterday that we still don't own sorcerer's stone. will no doubt have to go to target, or wal-mart, for that.
i spent fifty dollars on groceries last night only to discover that, for the first time in my life, we're out of olive oil. i had to make a greek pasta salad with canola. boo.
