So it's Wednesday. What's so special about Wednesday? Absolutely nothing. Although I do have class on those days. Unfortunately, due to my inability to say the word "no" at appropriate times, I am not going to attend that class today. Why? Because my dear, sweet, lovable grandmother needed to put three dollars (IE: the exact amount for a round trip on the bus) in her gas tank to keep it from reaching the half way mark (which is the equivalent of being on "E" [that's "empty", dear people - my grandma does not do ecstasy to the best of my knowledge] to her). Well, that's not so bad, right? Sure, of course not. I totally understand her desperation and need to ask the one person in the house (not including the eleven year old) who does not have a job, for money to fulfill her unnecessary need.
*Sigh* Riding the bus sucks, anyway.
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