So, here's our day. We got out to the mall, got to Target, wander around the mall (our Target is connected to the mall itself), pick up some Pokemon Neo cards at the card show out there, swing back by Target to pick up some stuff that we didn't feellike carrying around the mall. We stop at the movie theater, they're not playing Brotherhood of the Wolf. Hollywood.com says it's supposed to be released everywhere this weekend. Apperently they're lying. >_< And since the Warren/NE Ohio area is so fucking uncultured, nowhere near us is playing it either. >_< We then head over to Borders and sit around for about 2 hours reading Inu Yasha. TJ finished all 10 graphic novels they had out there. I got to #4. :P We then go out to go and get groceries. The car won't start. Doing the same exact thing we took it to the shop for. So, we call Pat. She comes out to try to give us a jump. No luck. So, we leave the car and head home, stopping over TJ's mom's house to tell her to get the people that fixed it to tow it and figure out what the hell is wrong with it that they missed the firct fucking time around. She's like, "Oh, they're gonna charge me! Waaah!". Ummmm....HELLO. They didn't fix the fucking car, they shouldn't charge you. Niles Repair didn't. Of course, TJ's dumbfuck mother took it to some ghetto repair place where all they're out for it money. >_< I mean, they charged her $80 for what got done to it today. $30 for towing. $40 for the diagonstic and $6 to charge the battery which didn't even need charging cause it's a new fucking battery. >_<
I'm making steak now. And TJ's depressed. I wish all this stressful shit would stop. -_-
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