i miss ovenmitt.
🙁
she’s out east until the frigging eighteenth.
lame.
i hate my car.
it is currently in the parking lot at jones family mortuary, near the church, where it has been since i parked it there before 3rd service this morning.
i sure hope there’s no dead guys tonight.
mom and dad are going to lend me their escort wagon, which is sweet. and by sweet i mean totally awesome.