Vincent: 4 : : Wal-Mart: 0

Mission successful.

I shouldn’t admit this part, but before I returned the camera I realised that there was nothing wrong with the camera itself. When I dropped it on the floor, it must have gotten thrown into macro mode by accident. The camera was focusing one inch from the lens, and not on the subjects I was trying to capture, so of course the pictures would be blurry. Then again, the little “macro” light was not lit, so I guess it broke in the fall. Regardless, I returned the camera and got a brand spanking new one in it’s place. I may just see how many times I can do this. Will I have bad exchange-karma? Like I’ll return a defective TV one day and they’ll be like, “I’m sorry sir, we show in our records that you returned a $40 digital camera 73 times from 2002 to 2004. That exceeds our lifetime returns limit.”

Be on the look out for some pictures of Lydia – who is finally making herself at home. I’ve actually seen her running around the house during the DAY; sunlight and and everything.

Between two jobs and school, I just want to go home and collapse after I get home from the Hospital, but I have to do homework or read or something so I can get out the door in time to make it to class. Whine whine whine.

10 Years? A wha???

It just dawned on me that this is the year of my 10 year high school reunion. Oh, the stress. I do however have a morbid curiousity to see how everyone is doing though. I haven’t heard any specifics yet – maybe I should start e-mailing, calling around and trying to find some information out, eh?

I wish classmates.com didn’t seem like such a rip-off because there’s quite a few people listed there that I could contact but I don’t feel like shelling out the $40 to do so. Hmmm, maybe I should.

I guess I have the same fears everyone does about their reunion… will everyone else be more successful than I am?

wow, that’s the only cliche’d fear I can come up with and that’s the one I don’t really care about. So yeah, I’m not really stressed out after all. Go me.

Unfortunately the only conversations I recall from the five year reunion were about property values in Abita Springs and brief expositions into the horse market. I remember these not because I was involved in them, but because of the blinding pain induced by rolling my eyes very far into the back of my head for the first half of the evening. I believe it lightened up once Ken arrived and started showing some films he had directed.

Ok, so I’m exagerating a bit. Our class was all pretty close… There was only 36 of us, if I remember correctly, so it wasnt like most graduating classes where there are 500+ people in the group. I don’t think there was 500 kids in the entire school (pre-k – 12th grade). Actually, there’s no one I’m hoping doesn’t show, so I hope it’s a good turn out.

Oh crap. Club Weatherman just set off a car alarm. Uhg. Rob… David… must you play your Cher remixes that loud? :)

Digital Camera

I just bought a digital camera from Wal-Mart. It was only like $48 so I figured I’d give it a shot.

I’d post some pictures if it worked, but unfortunately a little black piece inside the USB port broke off while I was trying to transfer some pictures, so the camera is already broken. It lasted a whole 15 minutes.

I guess I’ll have to truck on out to Wal Mart tomorrow and return it. Uhg.

Sorry.

I owe, I owe, so off to work I go

Plato went into the vet today for his second worming treatment and his “adult” shots. What’s concerning me is that as of right now we don’t have the money to pay the vet. I feel like we’ve sent him to kitty jail or something. Dan and I have both applied for low-dough loans from our respective banks to try to cover it, but I already owe $160 from the last time I did this. I hope they’ll let me add to it.

And now for something completely different
I’m trying to come up with ways to save money. I’m considering selling my car and bussing it places for a while. Not only would I not have to worry about getting pulled over anymore but I could pay off the tickets I owe and have a few less monkeys on my back. Less stress over making insurance payments and the cardiovascular excersize from walking to and from bus stops would just be gravy. I’m scared to death when I drive this car anyway. I don’t have a brake tag, I have a short in my passenger-side high beams, my horn just broke a few weeks ago and my CV joints are clicking like crazy. I’m so going to jail if I get pulled over again. I will not pass go. I will not collect $200. I’ve seen prison movies. Heck, I own the first season of Oz. I will not last 24 hours in jail. :)

So anyway, my plan is to buy an RTA pass with my next check and go 1 month without my car, just to see where the major snags are. I imagine doing laundry and going to the grocery will both be big ol’ bitches. I could always bum rides from people or something. I’ll also miss the idea of being free to go whereever I want, whenever I want. It will suck, but hopefully not for too long. Maybe I’ll get a beetle when I come out the other side.