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Closer to Fine

Let me tell you something about my life. OK, now ends the Indigo Girls reference...

Tuesday-My parents were visiting for reasons many of you know and the rest probably will eventually, so we did many an errand such as get a new bus pass which I've used quite a lot already and a new cell phone.

Yes, I now have a cell phone for emergency purposes. I am never walking over a mile in a nor'easter again. No way in Hell.

I tried to get a non-driver ID for the state for which I reside but apparently the ID I have doesn't count as proper identification which is very lame indeed. Also, yes, I'm not a minor but "parent or guardian" was on the list and my mother was there. WTF? So now, I need to get my birth certificate out of the safe or get married to get this stupid thing. I probably wouldn't care but the ID I have expires in October which I guess means I won't be able to not drive...

Wednesday, my parents and my grandmother came to see my apartment and then we all went out to the Victoria Mansion here in town. Ironically, it's a Victorian Era- mansion. It was about as interesting as something like that can get.

That night, we, my parents and I, went to a Sea Dogs game with my aunt and my roommate/cousin. It was fun but cold. Especially, when the opposing relief pitcher walked in like three runs and then hit a batter to blow their lead...

This morning was a new adventure despite the fact my parents left Thursday morning. I went for a job interview. The appointment was for 9 in the morning but the last bus to ths particular place until the afternoon was 7:15. Yes, I've been up for over twelve hours already but this story gets better!

So I arrive at 7:45 and read my book. Aside from the Magic Hat #9 beer I had a couple hours ago, reading may have been the best part of my day. I told them at least on three occasions that I didn't type fast. It really wasn't the speed thing she had a problem with, it was the errors which happened when I tried to speed up my typing. Frankly, I'm equally mad at them and myself. I was told to practice and take it again sometime. Maybe I will but not now. The whole thing was done by 10.

Of course, the bus doesn't return until 12:30...I tried to find a bus stop but I was told I was going the wrong direction. I tried three times to find the bus stop he was referring to but I couldn't and my "mountain phobia" was kicking in for some reason so I gave up and read some more while getting some sun. I'm thinking I may have gotten too much but we'll have to see. Anyway, I'm pretty sure the direction I headed for the bus stop would have actually worked but maybe not...

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