I am babysitting and dog-sitting tonight. I had to pick the girl up from basketball practice and couldn't help but laugh when I pulled into the parking lot in my crappy white avalon with a splintered passenger side mirror. I found myself in the que of parents waiting for practice to end, the only one not driving a luxury SUV. A black mercedes SUV passed me by after the corresponding daughter got inside. The driver waved, realized who I was (or wasn't) and did the wave-recoil, pretend to brush your hair as to avoid waiving at a non-parent in a crappy car. They were definitely a clique to watch. It is a small Catholic school and they obviously all know one another. I learned quickly that I was also expected to drop off several team members and on the way got to hear all the 8th grade dance gossip and how unbelievably awesome the Jonas Brothers are....who knew?
Now I am attempting to finish the myriad of course work I didn't get to this weekend....why you ask? Well, for one thing, I decided to stop talking about it and finally get a new bed. It is unbelievable. I always get annoyed when mattress commercials promise a better night's sleep with an expensive mattress, but seriously, the last four nights in my new bed have been legendary. So in getting a new bed, I also had to get rid of my old bed, which meant a trip to Burbank to deliver the bed (for $20 plus $1 per mile) to a nice young lady from Craigslist. But no trip to Burbank is complete without taking the roads back and stopping to look at antique stoves (or trying to) and then getting breakfast at El Nuevo Leon in what may or may not be Pilsen. Then, because it was Oscar Sunday, the rest of the day was dedicated to finishing my peanut butter crunch brownies (henceforth known as 'Emily Surprise') and watching the preshow. Monday was it's own exam in two ways, which leads me to today. After my field placement and faux soccer mommery I've just now gotten around to finishing what is due tomorrow.
Don't worry friends, a skins recap is on its way, how could I not write about last night's ep?
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It was Pilsen. There was a sign on one of the countless Mexican restaurants that said "Welcome to Pilsen." And of course, my dad pulled out his map of the neighborhoods to further prove it.
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