MightyBobX Quotage

OH MY GOD. today has been trying to fuck me over so hard. k, there was the whole ordeal with my bike. afterwards, i rushed out to go see The Incredibles with michelle (a very fine film; heroes dealing with everyday life never gets old). we got to the movie in time (8:00), but it was sold out; so we wandered the mall for 2 hours till the 10 o'clock show. when the time came, we realized the guy gave us the wrong tickets; so we had to exchange them for the right ones. we enjoyed the movie, i dropped michelle off, and drove her car to my place. i couldn't get the fucking lights to turn off, so i called her and left a message (1:00 at night) asking how to do it. then i realized i didn't have my keys, and wesley wasn't there, and he wasn't answering his phone. the gate was locked, the sliding door was locked (on the balcony that you can jump onto from the front stairs), and he'd even closed the window i'd opened to run an extension cord to the garage. i'm kinda pissed off at this point, thinking i'm royally fucked. i call my mom and she's very nice about answering the phone, but can't come up with a good plan either. then i remembered i always leave the window in my room open, so after breaking into my own apartment, i remember the keys are in the garage where i left them from trying to work on my bike. aaaaaaaah. tomorrow better fucking shape up, or... my girlfriend will dump me again, and i don't even have one!