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thenyxie ([info]thenyxie) wrote,
@ 2007-12-07 16:19:00
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Current mood:foiled again

So, There I Was...
DUDE. Come ON.

Okay. So I get home, get out of the truck, Soleil gets in so they can go to the doctor. I get inside, putz around for a bit, and then go to get in the car to go buy a dress for the party in three hours. And in AIM format, just cause it's fun...

Crystal: Shit. Where are my keys?
Crystal: *checks through every nook and cranny of both bags*
Crystal: Shit. Are they inside?
Crystal: *check entire house to a stupid degree--suddenly realize* Fuck! They're in the truck, because >I< drove to pick Dom up at the metro, and HIS keys are in his bag, which is ALSO in the truck. PERFECT.
Crystal: Oh, WAIT! There's a spare key under the car...
Crystal: somewhere... um.
Crystal: Fuck. *kneels down on freezing, WET, dirty driveway*
Driveway: Hi there! Here, have some nice, free, wet, black spots for your knees!
Crystal: *digs around* Shit.
Crystal: *lays down on freezing, WET, dirty driveway*
Driveway: And some for your ass, too.
Crystal: Where IS it? *digs around under the carriage for a few more minutes, hands getting black and corroded*
Crystal: AHA! *holds key aloft, triumphant victory!*
Crystal: *gets in the car, starts engine* Okay, and off we--
Car: *dies*
Crystal: What?
Crystal: *starts car again* And off we--
Car: *dies*
Crystal: You have GOT to be fucking kidding me.
Crystal: *starts car, revs engine*
Car: *dies*
Crystal: *starts engine, shoves on the gas*
Car: *scoffs and dies*
Crystal: *repeats*
Car: *laughs insidiously and DIES*
Crystal: What the FUCK?
Crystal: *whips out cell, calls Dom*
Crystal: Today is just really not my day... *explains*
Dom: It's a valet key. It won't keep the engine on.
Crystal *shakes fists at sky* ¿Por qué?!!!!!
Universe: *mocks*



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