feeling: sleepy. and OH so distressed, my car is dead *sobs*

wearing: same jeans, only now i have a tank top and my washington dc sweatshirt, and big thick warm socks.

thoughts: what i didn't mention last post is that i kicked andrea's ass playing candyland this morning!! yeeeeeess queen frostine! and haha andrea got plumpy AND mr. mint. yeah. so, my car is no longer working.... it's smoking... and making scary noises and leaking green stuff. i think it's antifreeze. or something. yeah. so, i have to finish this entry quick like, so i can call nic and be like "*sob sob sob* my car's dead! take me to school tomorrow??" yeah. andrea and i are having a candy land rematch tomorrow morning, and i'm gonna kick her ass!! (i love you andrea!!!) SO, i'm off to call nic. i hate calling him, especially after i've left voice mail. it distresses me.

*megan*
distressed.