so I REALLY need to get a whole bunch of bags of sand or something and put them in my trunk. it's quite necessary.

I went to see jamie today, we ended up going to wild ginger. it was taste and wonder. I like pad thai. much. I'm so used to dealing with gigantic frantic jack that scrawny frantic jamie'sdog was so incredibly easy to defeat. it pleased me. I stick my knee out when it comes for me, and it is suddenly on the floor over [i]there[/i]. horny little bugger though, thing needs a woman.

in other (and yet demi-related) news, I forgot to purchase my bodacious ladies. also, I cannot believe that bodacious is actually a word. I thought the 70's made it up. anyway, there's one of those things that goes around your license plate and it has golden bodacious ladies leaning backwards and I thought it was fantastic and it belongs on my old granny car. now. but then I forgot to go get them. this is a problem.

back to the bags of sand, I was returning from fraternization with jamie, and went by that savers on jewell and wadsworth to look for jeans, as all of my are now holey (that does not look spelled right, does it?) or too big to wear comfortably. which is sad, because the two pairs of jeans that are too big around the waist are my favorites that came from the crypt and the gap. what was I saying? oh right, so I really need to stop buying things, except jeans, but I simply cannot make myself go into that place and ONLY look at jeans. it's impossible. what if I only looked at jeans and missed really awesome other clothes in the other clothes? or books! I can't take these kinds of chances, just can't.

on my way back from that savers I was on bowles and the light at lowell turned red. my car decided that it very suddenly did not or could not remember how to stop completely and I very literally came within an inch or so of rear-ending the little green car in front of me. they would've died. plus small bloody cube and me standing over to the side saying "god damnit, kristine!" it was potentially worrying for at least a second and a half. then on my way home from bemis I was on caley just a few blocks from broadway going at most 20 mph and the car lurches and maybe 2 seconds later I am quite facing the opposite direction from what I previously was that 2 seconds ago. no forewarning, no visible road issues, just 'oh hey, you're facing the other way...NOW.' luckily there was no one there.

so my car needs weight. lots of it. because these are not the first, last, or only instances of completely random sliding issues that I've had that were unrelated to my aptitude at driving in weather. there have been a few that were almost directly caused by my being new to driving and new to driving in weather and on the results of weather, but these were not caused by me.

I think I probably talked to much, forgot half or more of what i was going to say, and then there's the fact that I would assume no one's actually going to read this, so I'll stop talking now. typing. whatever...