don't ya hate it when that happens?
Sunday, August 10, 2003
too much time on my hands
friday
doni picked me up to get to uncle willy's house. we took off for sacramento kinda late.... this morning cami's best friend got hit by a car while volunteering to do curb work for the church... supposedly she died instantly... poor cam, it's still really fresh for her... bought dresses at nordtrom rack... just hung out with family all day. stayed over in vallejo, but i didn't sleep til 6am. finished reading "the lovely bones" then passed in on to cami the next day. want to read the latest harry potter next. also want to take extension or night classes on linux, etc, art, and music lessons once i get a job (drums and guitar, and if i feel the need, piano again....)
saturday
tone and wena came to vallejo and we went to sacramento. again. the elders went to thunder casino again while i didn't really do anything. bought a mcfarlane akira figure and tiny little teenage mutant ninja turtles... so cute! got a few other little trinkets at claire's and just hung out with the kids... ariana, isiah, mariah, aj, and jonathon. the day was slow yet fast. i can't recall anything that really happened today. um, um... i ate ice cream. hehehe. here i am in vallejo today. doni's indo bbal team has an extra ticket to the giants game (yesssssss!) so i'm doing that tomorrow morning. oh yeah! at the vacaville gap outlet i ran into someone from ucla that i've seen, but never really knew... apparently he recognized me too. he's that guy that nat and lynn used to say looks like ben affleck (from dykstra 9, mike) . i don't think so, but his girlfriend was really pretty. shrug. :) life is great like that. tantalizing. er. yeah. :)
i forgot to mention... i accidentally left my wallet at home so when i went to ace hardware on thursday and i didn't have the money to pay for the keys he had already made... the man was like "just pay me next time you come down." in the words of mya and bill and ted, like "whoa". :)
nothing else to report. is my life interesting enough for you?
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