I Need a Jump
When I went on my trip home I rented a car. Frankly, I don't think my van would make it that far, and I wasn't overly excited for the gas mileage. Wednesday morning, I had to return the rental car, and my roommate volunteered to follow me in my van so I could have it for the rest of the day. When we got out there, the battery was dead. That sucks. So, now I don't have a vehicle, and I'm annoyed.
Last night I decided I needed to get jumped (which is to say, I needed to get my car jump-started, not get myself jumped, though, given the company I wouldn't be opposed to it), so I marched my butt across the street to the "boys" house. I rang the doorbell, and waited. TheModel answered the door, and invited me to see what he bought. I headed to the back of the house, and was intercepted by SurferBoy. We chatted for a bit, then TheModel asked me where I had gone off too. I went into his room where he showed me his new toy: a Sony Viao VGN-S460P/B. Sweet. He paid too much for it, but DANG! We ended up playing with it for two hours, then I had to go home. So, I didn't get my van jumped, oh well. I guess I have to go back tonight.
When I left he said, "Give me some love." I hugged him, enjoying every moment of it, before heading out.
"Good night." I muttered into his chest.
"Good night, babe." He said back, "We still need to do dinner sometime, then we can really talk." That comment harkens back this post. Yummy.
Last night I decided I needed to get jumped (which is to say, I needed to get my car jump-started, not get myself jumped, though, given the company I wouldn't be opposed to it), so I marched my butt across the street to the "boys" house. I rang the doorbell, and waited. TheModel answered the door, and invited me to see what he bought. I headed to the back of the house, and was intercepted by SurferBoy. We chatted for a bit, then TheModel asked me where I had gone off too. I went into his room where he showed me his new toy: a Sony Viao VGN-S460P/B. Sweet. He paid too much for it, but DANG! We ended up playing with it for two hours, then I had to go home. So, I didn't get my van jumped, oh well. I guess I have to go back tonight.
When I left he said, "Give me some love." I hugged him, enjoying every moment of it, before heading out.
"Good night." I muttered into his chest.
"Good night, babe." He said back, "We still need to do dinner sometime, then we can really talk." That comment harkens back this post. Yummy.
posted by granola girl at 6:30 pm
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